Living 𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝗁𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀
𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 life loses its meaning
Happy for being 𝗌𝖺𝖽
I'm not 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗋 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖺𝖽
Just feeling empty.

Hiding thoughts by 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀
𝖡𝗎𝗍 the nights keeps on reminding
Finding the end of the tunnel might be hard
For it is 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄
𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗈 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍
Where will it gets me?

Swallowed by the void
No one's keeping score
But you're asking what is the point
Waiting for answers you wish to come
Waiting for answers that may not come

For everyday you wish to surive
This thought should might help
Perfect a lie that everything's fine
And wish to believe it yourself.