Had a spark once and watched it die.   And I can't think of a good reason why.   It's hard to live when you can't feel   it's hard to believe that this is what's real.   All I touch wilts and dies   and all I speak is laced in lies.   How much further will I fall   before I'm crushed against the wall?   Now I've killed all that ever mattered   Leaving my reality shattered.   This fucked up world has sucked the life outta me.   And I have become my own disease.   I am disease.