"The days are a death wish a witch hunt for an exit I am powerless. The fragile, the broken sit in circles and stay unspoken, we are powerless. Because we all walk alone on an empty staircase idle in the halls and nameless face, I am powerles. Everybody wants to go to Heaven, but nobody wants to die. I can fear death no longer, I've died a thousand times. A wasteful universe and we don't know our soul was emptiness inside our heads, but no one dares to dwell. Throw me to the flames, watch me burn! Set my world ablaze, watch me burn!
How are we on a scale of one to ten?
You can tell me, what do you say?
Do you wanna talk about it?
How does that make you feel?
Have you ever took a blade to your wrists?
Have you've been skipping meals?
We're gonna try something new today, how does that make you feel?" - Hospital for souls, BMTH.