Rapture inside my chest
There is no rest for me
Not enough
There is no fire left

Ratclass in a modern world
I fear that all that pain was for nothing
Connections with people seems so fleeting
Like they are ghosts

Connections like white noise
So loud I can not hear
So loud it makes me numb

I feel so wrong
There is no place I belong
Kicked down in the dirt
By my own birth


Not strong enough to look up for a new
breath.