Loathing (Again)

If your waiting this won't last, go ahead and read the past.
You'll keep on running away. It's never new love,
on the old hand can cut you off like blood to the brain.
If your waiting this won't last, go ahead and read the past.
You'll keep on running away. I've got to find my place,
I've got to erease your face (so
disconnected) from everyone and everything.
Please show me my zone.
Please show me my zone now.
Please show me my zone.
Please show me my zone now.
Here I am, Loathing again. Lost in myself indulgent ways.
Here I am, Loathing again, lost in myself indulgent ways.
If your waiting this won't last, go ahead and read the past.
You'll keep on running away. It's never new love.
On the old hand, can cut you off like blood to the brain.
If your waiting this won't last.
Go ahead and read the past, you'll keep on running away.
Slipping into this, emptiness.
That keeps pulling you back again.

Please show me my zone.
Please show me my zone now.
Please show me my zone.
Please show me my zone now.
Here I am, Loathing again. Lost in myself indulgent ways.
Here I am, Loathing again lost in myself indulgent.
You've gone away and I'm left with nothing, no where, no way.
To find a better place for this, broken empty, state of mind.
We can't seem to find the lights, all alone.
Who will save us?
Who will purge us?
Here you'll find our lives and turn us back to dust.

Here I am, Loathing again. Lost in myself indulgent way.
Here I am, Loathing again. Lost in myself indulgent ways.