Breathe.
Real slow.
Maybe I'm better off alone.
No one can kill you
When you're in solitude
But the loneliness can break you in two
Then you'll never know the truth
I'm the devil in a trenchcoat
It's my only disguise
I don't believe in anything anymore
It's all just lies
Despondency has claimed my life
I don't think I care anymore
so I'm just going to sit back and
Breathe.
Real slow.
Maybe I'm better off alone.
Cause there's nothing to believe in.


Nothing's left