Cursed in my daze
Need to be saved by a omnipotent ombudsman
The longevity of my loss of luck
Lonesome underground
Rather be burned in ashes
To one day be replanted
Being eaten alive doesn't sound like a dream of mine
Paying it forward through my sacrifice
In this air I never felt well
Loss of sleep gave me bags to keep
Desensitized from reality
The more I see
The more I feel dead as I speak
Stop before you get close to me
My soul isn’t lost
My body is just gone
Temporarily