Dark grey clouds in my head,Will never go away until I am dead.In my own filth, I dwell.In my own sin, I fell.Every day I suppress my fearsI am a hollow shell all of this yearsBut you wouldnt notice in my daily masquerade.Nothing can assuage to the things that never fadeI can cry until my eyes bleedBut I have failed to follow my own creed.Why bother to fight?There is nothing to do in my life Now I am wishing to stop my breath Until I kiss the arms of death