The skies are blood red. It's not supposed to look like this. With my face buried beneath my hands. Deep breathes reside filling up my lungs. For a second it feels, feels like the world stopped spinning. I have walked the entire earth it seems Just to watch life wither away. It's been so long since I've even cared. The light is gone, I can't see my path. Is this the best of what I am? Is this really where I belong? Where do the pieces fit? Do they even fit at all? We are all to blame. Consuming ourselves within ourselves. There's more to this. Is this the best of what I am? Is this really where I belong? Is this the best of what I am? Is this really where I belong? I have been consumed and destroyed And now I can't rebuild. Breath in breath out, There is no hope left. With my face buried beneath my hands. Deep breathes reside filling up my lungs. This will be our downfall.