Spinning Into Nothing - Until We Are Ghosts

I refuse a life of emptiness

I made the change the moment you gave up on me

Take this as my sacrifice, a vice of judgement, a life of loathing

I made the change the moment you gave up on me

Chiseled to the bone, I am nothing but marrow

But I long for something more

Your clouded narrow mind can’t rob me of my worth

My value is smothered by the voices that seek to remove its face

You tried to chisel me and replace my spine

As if I wasn’t enough, as if I wasn’t enough

I’d rather waste all my days screaming in vain

If you try to drown me in the river

You’ll wash me of purpose (wash me of purpose)

If you try to drown me in earth

You’ll rob me of value

Spinning into nothing again

You told me this would be a waste of my time

If I was back home I’d be losing my mind

I’ve found release from lies and deceit

And now I’m spinning, I keep spinning

Spinning into nothing, spinning into nothing

Spin me into nothing, spin me into nothing