I'm not quite sure
What I'm looking for
Nihilistic loneliness sets in
Each day, is just the same to me
Perceived losses ,and loss of me
Theories of a true world makes us tame
This is just a crude map of the world
Isolation is
The key to destruction
The self is useless without you
Another day, oh god another
I've lost it, there is no more me
I wish i had a theory that rings true
But this too is a crude map of the world