Everybody talks about the empty
Never about the draining
The no sleep, food, feelings
We've choosen to start abstaining
The fact that the empty
Never feels like enough
We've started acting it is
But its one big bluff
Because along with everything else
That we've stopped consuming
We've stopped happy thoughts
Along with hopeful assuming
Until our mind and bodies are vacant
That only one thing remains
So we stop breathing
And our life force just drains