I can't say that I lived my whole life based on ache
Looking at the road I paved and the people I've met
But be as it may, I would never imagine that my worst enemy lives in a mirror
And he looks just exactly like me

What is this all about? I can feel my ambitions running out

We walk through the world writing our names in the dust
Creating images just to fulfill our souls, we're craving

Misery is from our nature, and everything we do is share it with each other
It is the path that will lead us to fall, and then we'll wonder
What was all that for?

Empty
How can I feel so empty?
I just became too blind to see
Looks like I forgot the reason I'm here

Breathing
How can I still be breathing?
The air has never been so toxic
Just like a mist of blame that is all around me

How can I have so many doubts
But