Have you ever been drained
To the point you'd feel...
It's time to call a quit
And bid this lonesome world goodbye
But your soul won't leave things be
It keeps holding on to dear life
Like it's some sort of sacred myth
Etched in the bone of strife

When breathing feels like debt
And peace becomes a tease
Your body is a wrecked cassette
Playing pain on endless lease
The walls whisper your nam
But silence is what replies
You're tired of playing this game
Of truth buried beneath bright lies

You close your eyes, not to rest
But to wonder what death might mean
Would it feel like sleep undressed?
Or a dream too raw and clean?
But life grips you by the throat
Not letting go, not yet
And though you drift like a sinking boat
You're still anchored by regret