Im tripping on the road to nowhere Im heading south to go there I gave up the believe that I care Im a hollow shell of broken dreams The only sounds I hear are screams The only sounds I hear are screams! Im floating through a space of emptiness Surrounded by the thoughts that I repress At one with the demons I possess At one with the bottles that I bless Building my sanity on the rubble of hatred inside of me Living on in misery Living on in misery No love left inside No fear I must hide Just a tiny flame of hate Every bitter defeat is swept away I hail the dawn of a new day Embrace this misery Erase every weakness in me
misery, repress, tripping, rubble, sound