[Intro: Jack Bergin]
An envision of atrophy
Vacant daydreams
There's nothing to see
This will be the death of me
I fall apart at the seams
So fragile it seems
There's nothing to see
I will be the death of me

[Verse 1: Jack Bergin]
All my life dissected, no direction
Cut the wounds and swim through the infection
Living life upon my back
I twist, I turn, I relapse
Isochronic environment, where quiet is violent
The silence is deafening, can't hide it
Too little, too late, ashamed from thе cradle to the grave
Too much, too soon, sit back, chokin' up on my silvеr spoon

[Verse 2: Kadeem France & Jack Bergin]
All my life dissected no direction
Cut the wounds and swim through the infection
Living life upon my back
I twist, I turn, I relapse
Isochronic environment, where quiet is violent
The silence is deafening, can't hide it
Too little, too late, ashamed from the cradle to the grave
Too much, too soon, sit back, chokin' up on my silver spoon
[Outro: Kadeem France & Jack Bergin]
No fucking end to this misery but the grave
Still singing my melancholy melody
Down the barrel of a loaded gun
"Blessed are the dead that the rain falls on"
My violence