How many times do I flashback?
Back to a time where it was bright.
When I would do and say anything
For what I thought was right.

I don't believe in myself.
I don't believe in anyone.
Why stand and fight?
When its easier to run.

This place is a wasteland.
It does things to the mind.
Everyone's gone, it's been too long.
Feeling myself going blind.

I'm sure I'm empty inside.
I've only got myself to blame.
Chained down and sinking.
Slave to the pain and the shame.

There is nothing here.
Nothing but lost chances.
There is nothing here.
Nothing but single dances.

There is nothing left.
This place is a wasteland.
There is nothing left.
Alone and cold I stand.