that thing inside you on your blackest day,
that voice inside that never goes away,
the haunting feeling that i have to play,
a game of fear soiled in this pain,
these words in my mouth,
this blood on my tongue,
this is what its like, [bad word] undone.

we are nothing,
we are nothing.
 [bad word] by the curse,
bleeding in rain,
destroyed by a look,
torn by the pain
the illusion of love,
crying again,
but that’s how it hurts,
when it’s in your veins.

that thing inside you on your blackest day,
that voice inside you that makes you say,
i’ve given up hope and i’m lost again,
it eats at my heart to the bitter bitter end oh no.

we are nothing,
we are nothing.
 [bad word] by the curse,
bleeding in rain,
destroyed by a look,
torn by the pain,
the illusion of love,
crying again,
but that’s how it hurts,
when you go insane, [bad word] by the curse,
torn by the pain,
destroyed by a look,
crying again.