[Intro] F C Am F C Am F C Am (In the void) F (In the void) C (In the void) Am (In the void) [Primera Parte] F Baby Am F I'm spinning 'round the corner Am F It's tasting kind of lonely C Am F And my mind wants to control me F Ah-ah-ah-empty Am F There's rotten things left in me Am F Injected by society C Am F No one here but me to judge me [Pre-Estribillo] C Am F Pipe down with the noise, I cannot bear my sorrow C Am F I hate who I was before C Am F I fear I won't live to see the day tomorrow C Am F Someone tell me if this is Hell [Estribillo] C Am F I gotta escape that void C Am F There is no other choice, yeah C Am F Tryna turn down the voices C Am F The void ate me C Am F Look at the mess I've done C Am F There is nowhere to run, yeah C Am Holding a loaded gun F The void [Pós-Refrão] C Am F Like a priest behind confession walls, I judge myself C Am F Kneeling on a metal grater C Am F Bloody, like a body that has died, and it's myself C Am F Tangled in my own intestines C Am F I gotta escape that void C Am F There is no other choice, yeah C Am F Got to escape the void [Segunda Parte] F So strange Am F I'm trying to find a doorway Am F My eyes are staring at me C Am F And they seem so damn unhappy F C-c-c-collect Am F My fickle insecurities Am F And turn them into beauty C Am F Alchemize the dark within me [Pre-Estribillo] C Am F Pipe down with the noise, I cannot bear my sorrow C Am F I hate who I was before C Am F I fear I won't live to see the day tomorrow C Am F Someone tell me if this is Hell [Estribillo] C Am F I gotta escape that void C Am F There is no other choice, yeah C Am F Tryna turn down the voices C Am F The void ate me C Am F Look at the mess I've done C Am F There is nowhere to run, yeah C Am Holding a loaded gun F The void [Pós-Refrão] C Am F Like a priest behind confession walls, I judge myself C Am F Kneeling on a metal grater C Am F Bloody, like a body that has died and it's myself C Am F Tangled in my own intestines [Estribillo] C Am F I gotta escape that void C Am F There is no other choice, yeah C Am F Tryna turn down the voices C Am F The void ate me C Am F Look at the mess I've done C Am F There is nowhere to run, yeah C Am Holding a loaded gun F The void