Lost It All

They love it, Jay. Metglass. I don't care. I lost it all. I surrender. My soul is gone. I don't care. I lost it all. I surrender. My soul is gone. Front Of the hell's gates. Talking to the creatures, they claim it's the day, Day I wouldn't make. Front of the hell's gates. Is it okay? No, it's not okay. It's the day I lose it all. Maybe all the drugs were really killing. And I should've opened up about my feelings. Maybe if I text her she would read it. But does it matter if I am no longer Breathing? I don't care. I lost it all. I surrender. My soul is gone. I don't care. I lost it all. I surrender. My soul is gone.