The expectancy of survival is zero to one
you are so blind, what have you done
but the world doesn't stop it never misses a beat
as for me, this is my defeat.
the things in front of me are now all a blur
and i can't seem to reconcile with the events that did just occur.
wake me up from this dream,
is this a figment, or is everything as real as it does seem.
you have killed me off, this is my downfall
