I am so bored I think I'm going to die I'm so empty I cannot even cry Crush my eye in your tender hand The death of romance I'm grief stricken Killing time Amputated, broken smile I feel so weak Undignified I didn't realise I'm isolated Sick with fear I lost my sight And cannot hear Imperfect world, desensitised Our truth's been compromised I am so bored I think I might die Burnt, burnout and dried Oh, Lord Uninspired Cross my heart I hope to die