I'm looking at, a surreal world, Where all is out of balance, A balance, of greys and black, And common sense invalid. Few things, I recognize All is blurred and shattered, My values devaluated, The cuts like razorblades, The pain, I'm too enraged, There's nothing left, to stop me now! As I turn my back, on this surreal world, Where all is out of balance, I choose my loss, Yet my game, take it all, I'm invalid! I've become obsolete, I am nothing. In acceptance of defeat, I am nothing. I've become obsolete, I am nothing. In acceptance of defeat, I am nothing, no!