Nothing

I was born to run
I want everything or nothing at all
Like the bugs do
All I do is crawl in mud
I just can’t get enough
However much I’m slipping down
Everything falls apart
I guess we were just born to lose
I got nothing at all
I have nothing left
I got nothing at all
I have nothing left
The nightmare I feel
I don’t know what I am worried about
I’m stuck in myself
I’m good at wasting my time
I got nothing at all
I have nothing left
I got nothing at all
I have nothing left
All the tricks I try
I don’t know why I can’t let it go
There’s no place to hide
I’ve been trying to open my eyes
Blood rises in me
It won’t be long until I fade away
That’s the way I go
I must drive myself to fate
I got nothing at all
I have nothing left
I got nothing at all
I have nothing left
I am broken bones
So sick of it all
I am the broken bones
So sick of it all
I need positive tension
I was weak but learned to resist
I need positive tension
I was weak but learned to resist
I need positive tension
I was weak but learned to resist
I need positive tension
I was weak but learned to resist
I got nothing at all
I have nothing left
I got nothing at all
I have nothing left
Behind in me
I am broken bones
So sick of it all
I am broken bones
So sick of it all