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Distant from faces hollow and uncomfortable. I haven't been up or down in so long, but believe me. Depression just takes too much and I'm far to drained to give her what's due. I live for defeat. Find myself searching for the worst. Take me where I need to go. I'm much to tired to live alone. Making a life dead on the inside. Circulation like 65 at 5 and it never lets up. Tomorrow I'll forget what drove me to this paper, but I'll use it anyway. Like the friends and family I love and ignore. God give me a reason to love this place. Come on just one more reason. Making a life dead on the inside. Circulation like 65 at 5 and it never lets up. I'm trying to shake these bitter days but it never lets up. Making a life dead on the inside. Circulation like 65 at 5 and it never lets up From Letras Mania