I think I'm cold to the touch
How simple words can trigger me back to nowhere
Happiness is becomes a consuming lust

It's not really as bad as I say
But the words clanged to my soul
A purpose so worthless I feel empty from it

It's scary what a smile can hide
When completely consumed by the depression
My mind tells to go deeper, deeper, deeper!

What ugly lines on my thigh 
The lines that keep me alive
Holes in my legs keeps me from taking my life

No progress to happiness is falling
I'm almost as bad as I were before I met her
I'm sleepwalking through this life now