This Love, This Hate; It's Burning Me Away

We're All The Same
Here Lies Apathy
Lie
Faded Reality
With?
No One.
A Knife Called Lust
Breathe
(Can You?)
Everybody sins and it all begins
Nausea
It's a Chemical Addiction
That I've grown to hate,
to fear
to love
to anticipate the meaning of.