Goodbyes were said Before I lost all sense of consequence At midnight tearing down I hold it under By the neck The cold eyed creature of my consciousness I can't sleep before it drowns I hold it under
It took years to get this good At sending myself
Into oblivion Into oblivion I am almost there I am almost there again If I don't wanna die Why do I need the nothing? Who am I anyway? Why do I always have to destroy to create?
Backstage in the mirror (Oh, I bet you are!) Caught up in stories about how my former glory is lost And how I used to be better (You were never good!) I agree, but that still leaves me with two choices And one is isolate myself And drink too much and burn it down And two is to just quit But I can't do it, I'm over committed So number one it is
Right or wrong, the map that finds these songs Always sends me
Into oblivion Into oblivion I am almost there I am almost there again If I don't wanna die Why do I need the nothing? Who am I anyway? Why do I always have to destroy to create?
Looking for a light In this darkness All the lonely nights Traveling
Into oblivion Into oblivion I am almost there I am almost there again If I don't wanna die Why do I need the nothing? Who am I anyway? Why do I always have to destroy to create?
