Nothing Left - Seether

You’re weak and tired

It’s always a scent in the air

It seems you’re trying

To capture what’s not really there

And so, remember

The ones that you used up for gain

You’ll live forever

With no side effects of your shame

So run, get a little further away from me

Burn, a little bit of fire in your apathy

So rake, every little piece that you take from me

Don’t turn your back 'til there’s nothing that’s left of me

The thirst has woken

And nobody seems so aware

The fakes and liars

Are newly elected as heirs

Opine, and render

Your judgments from basements and chairs

Maligned, we fester

It seems you’re all so self-aware

So run, get a little further away from me

Burn, a little bit of fire in your apathy

So rake, every little piece that you take from me

Don’t turn your back 'til there’s nothing that’s left of me

Can you feel it going down?

Is it lost to your attention?

Break the seal and drink it down

Until you’ve lost your apprehension

So run, get a little further away from me

Burn, a little bit of fire in your apathy

So rake, every little piece that you take from me

So run, get a little further away from me