Thoughts Turn to Poison

You're killing the passion
I can't find a reason
Like hammers embedded inside of my skull
A thought turned to poison
Injected, injected
A flame burning in me til everything's gone

I am the broken
Am I the disease?
No longer the willing
No longer the free

The floor caves in
Imprisoned
The ceiling gives
It's over
I can't feel complete

There's nothing left of me
(There's nothing left of me)
There's nothing left of you
(There's nothing left of you)
Another antidote
(Like acid my veins)
To hide what we've been through
(And now there's nothing left to say)

There's nothing left of us
There's nothing left to fear
No memory remains
Of what you've held so dear
And now you're free
And I'm so empty