through discarded dreams
   nothing here is as it seems
Warmth and love vague memories
    corroded by this lust disease
What did you leave behind for me?
Did you decide to take everything?
I wish I couldn't feel a thing
   but the emptiness feels
      it burns and stings
Cut myself on my own debris
  you've diluted me too much to see
      all the things I used to be
I used to have the most beautiful dreams