Flatline - The Returners

My blackest days, spent in isolation

Lying to myself, beyond all disbelief

Too strung on doubt

Despair comes rushing in, surrounds me on every side

Without a single flame to scatter all the shadows in my mind

The air is thick in my lungs and it seems that

It turns to lead every breath that I breathe in

No one can shoulder this burden I carry

The gravity keeps on crushing me, crushing me down

And everything seems to fall

To silence’s deafening call

I can’t feel anything at all, at all

Time stands still my heartbeat slows

I lose my grip and sink below

Nothing else can mak this right

Bring me back when I flatline

My blackst days, spent in isolation

Lying to myself, beyond all disbelief

Too strung out on doubt

The world is growing dim and it blurs before my eyes

Just light a single flame to scatter all the shadows by my side, my side