Full of nothing Dark clouds are over head Constantly frustrated When's it gonna end? I'm stuck falling backwards Just can't clear my head Darkness follows everywhere Wondering what's after here What's it mean for me? An empty seed No roots beneath Forced to grow Among the weeds Compassionless And the evil greed This can't be all That's here for me Stricken with Anxiety I world I knew is dead We're all fucked in the head Hanging by a thread Existential dread We are nothing It's a sickness of the mind From this poisonous time There is nothing left Failure by design