Happiness is easy to lose
it's like obtaining a bruise
hits hard and hurts like hell
an uncontrollable rush spell.
As it disappears, so does my interest
Until the void is filled, I'll be at my sickest.

Broken hearts want broken faces.
My destination unknown just different places.
Living in crisis and chaos only self-destruction.
My surroundings, apart of my corruption.

It was only a lie.
Can't believe I complied.
My time isn't...