Cleft
Feeling it in my bones
So weak and so cold
Can somebody help me out of this hole?
You can see right through me
Transparent mind consuming
I can't remember how I got this low
Everyday I'm getting older
And my bones are getting colder
And they're weighing me down to the ground
I don't exist I never did I never will
A walking hell a hallow shell
Can somebody save me from myself?
Autor(es): Crawlspace