(untill there's nothing left, untill there's nothing left) Why do we pretend that the end is coming? How do we rebuild on a bed of ash? A bitter liar, I became the snake that bites Feeding every wound I couldn't close I have worn so many fucking faces that I don't even know which one is real anymore Cutting the lifeline, drowning as I drift away Every face I wear becomes my own But none of them are me, none of them are me Every face I wear becomes my own Until there's nothing left, until there's nothing left Dead weight, I feel the pressure start to suffocate Drag me from this waking dream The rust in my blood has finally frozen over Forever locked in chains now that I embraced the dark I am ripped to shreds Bleeding through the cracks, born to suffocate I am ripped to shreds hollowed inside Strip the flesh, the features blur together Lost in the crowd with no identity Haunting a deserted shell Buried in myself, trapped in the void Trapped in the void Every face I wear becomes my own But none of them are me, none of them are me Every face I wear becomes my own Until there's nothing left, until there's nothing left Every face I wear becomes my own But none of them are me, none of them are me Every face I wear becomes my own Until there's nothing left, until there's nothing fucking left Nothing fucking left.
