You're the one who. You're the one who steals the life from. I'm the one who feels the falling. I believe you're nothing but a problem. . Everything is so fake.
It goes beneath, what I've done. It's bigger than the helplessness, yes I felt. It comes around without a face. And redefines my sub-conscience again.
Now your failure feeds the contempt. I can't sedate the way you break me down. I can't relieve the pain. I can't reduce the failure you've become. I can't accept the blame now.