Nothing Left

You’re weak and tired
It’s always a scent in the air
It seems you’re trying
To capture what isn’t there
And so remember
The ones that you used up for gain
You’ll live forever
With no side-effects of your shame
So run, get a little further away from me
Goodbye, a little bit fire in your apathy
So burn every little piece that you take from me
Don’t turn your back until there’s nothing that’s left of me
The thirst has woken
And nobody seems so aware
The fakes and liars
Are newly elected as heirs
Of mine and render
Your judgment from basements and chairs
Realigned we fester
It seems you’re all so self-aware
So run, get a little further away from me
Goodbye, a little bit fire in your apathy
So burn every little piece that you take from me
Don’t turn your back until there’s nothing that’s left of me
Can you feel it going down?
Is it lost to your attention?
Break the ceiling, drink it down
Until you’ve lost your apprehension
So run, get a little further away from me
Goodbye, a little bit fire in your apathy
So burn every little piece that you take from me
Goodbye, get a little further away from me