i'm ******* losing myself
i'm ******* losing myself again
and all i could ever think about is death
the sweet idea of death
the joyous idea of my impending doom
and here i am
shackled down by the darkness's cold embrace
staring death with his optimistic grin
playing a losing game of chess with my sadness
with my mind, consumed by the darkness
i'm ******* losing myself
i'm ******* losing myself again