In flesh you’ve torn my wounds so deep Your expectations, a slope too steep My conscious mind convincing me Unworthy, not wasting a breath on me Searching for meaning In this wasted and desolate place Walking the path that you chose Descending pain you dispose Release the will to decide my fate Just empty inside The more you fade, contradictory The stronger the grip that you have on me I cannot deny my dependency You’re bleeding me dry just to take from me Searching for meaning In this wasted and desolate place