I’m coming back around

Senses take me back to days long past

A weary stare to the grey light of this town

Slowly now, but I’m edging back around

Nothing to hold onto but apathy

Another drink in a failed attempt to awaken

A future devoid of hope, of mercy for me

The creeping feeling of beliefs shaken

It’s nothing more than emptiness

What has come of me to feel this way?

I’ve spent my life in fear babe

What has come of me to feel this way?

I’m heading out to face dust and air

Stone structures meet my eyes as one

The leaded wind sweeping through my hair

Again I look back, what have I become?

Nothing to embrace now but apathy

I’m almost ready but unwilling to endure

Hopelessness mixed in with a toxic remedy

The corrosive air burning, far from pure

It’s nothing more than emptiness

What has come of me to feel this way?

I’ve spent my life in fear babe

What has come of me to feel this way?

I’m coming back around now

Senses failing dissecting my remains

Is it boredom or a lack of sympathy?

Will I drop down so someone may care?

It’s nothing more than emptiness

What has come of me to feel this way?

I’ve spent my life in fear babe

What has come of me to feel this way

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