In flesh you’ve torn my wounds so deep
Your expectations, a slope too steep
My conscious mind convincing me
Unworthy, not wasting a breath on me

Searching for meaning
In this wasted and desolate place

Walking the path that you chose
Descending pain you dispose
Release the will to decide my fate
Just empty inside

The more you fade, contradictory
The stronger the grip that you have on me
I cannot deny my dependency
You’re bleeding me dry just to take from me

Searching for meaning
In this wasted and desolate place