There has been times, even I didn磘 care.

And it wouldn磘 even matter if no one else was there.

And trust was just a word; I was far from despair.

Now it磗 broken trust for my fragile faith to bare.

And now I know it磗 not you to blame.

Yeah I really know, it磗 not you I have to blame.

Sitting here in a hole, the sky磗 lit so dimly.

My mind is spinning confusion, my spine is both hot and cold.

This hole is dark and wet now, it磗 here I dwell with betrayal.

I磎 lying face down in the mud, will someone please pick me up?