A reminder that I’m nothing
A reminder that I hate
A reminder that I’m running
From that horrible thing called fate

Nothing into something, and back to nothing again
You used to make my world go round, and spin and spin and spin.
Perched between mirth and sin, we found a lovely spot
I should have surely known that we ought to come to naught.

A knock to say I’m here
A knock and she’ll appear
A knock that I desperately fear
Ringing in my ear

Deep breaths I take to let it all flush out
But each inhale brings fresh poison of doubt
I know I’ll never find her. She’s only a dream
Becoming a nightmare and a never ending scream.

Always in my corner
Always never there
Making me a mourner
Of my dearest care

It doesn’t matter what you are. You were never really there.
You’ve joined the chorus in my head singing glorious despair.
A thousands little demons, with a simple gleeful taunt
“There’s no purpose. Not at all. You’ll never find what you want.”

You’re the rhythm I have fled
The rhythm in my head
The rhythm that keeps haunting me
Until at last I’m dead