park bench
gut wrench
the clouds are dense
with grey reflection

incoherent in the gentle rain
the petals tear apart my face
and i look better this way
falling down i wait for my decay

there is nothing left to penetrate
betrayal eats at my remains
i go hollow
so i don't go insane

condensation in my camera lens
i want friends
but in my solitude
i am perfect nothing

in the present i am always held
by myself

i was innocent
i was innocent
why do you want me dead

i don't want anything
i don't want anything
it's in this void i'm safe

there's nothing left to want
there's nothing left to want
empty world of false gods

there's nothing left to want
there's nothing left to want
now i'm gone

now i'm gone
run away
process pain
in the blossom rain

there is no
way to change
what is true
why i ache

i was innocent
i was innocent

innocent
innocent
disappearing
incoherent

innocent
innocent
no one will ever see me again