Thoughts Turn to Poison

You're killing the passion I can't find a reason Like hammers embedded inside of my skull A thought turned to poison Injected, injected A flame burning in me til everything's gone I am the broken Am I the disease? No longer the willing No longer the free The floor caves in Imprisoned The ceiling gives It's over I can't feel complete There's nothing left of me (There's nothing left of me) There's nothing left of you (There's nothing left of you) Another antidote (Like acid my veins) To hide what we've been through (And now there's nothing left to say) There's nothing left of us There's nothing left to fear No memory remains Of what you've held so dear And now you're free And I'm so empty