nihilist (prod. syndrome)

Why you always talking so toxic?
Stuck being honest
Everybody do it for the profit
Makes me wanna vomit
Violence of which we have roamed
I need some time alone
Nihilist, it's my syndrome
To silence what is shown
Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Running, running, running ‘til it's going black
(Gone black)
My legs give, fall flat
Everything's a circle always coming back
(Coming back)
I wish we'd understand that
When it is all so unknown
We see no place to go
Until it's overblown
There is no light to grow
Until there is no more
We're left in our shadow
All of what I don’t know
Is buried deep below
(Deep below)
And isn't far
Living through my days with an open scar
(Open scar)
It's so bizarre
Every single day, wishing on a star
Look where we are
Blackness seeps into my heart
Poisoned thoughts and darkened tar
It always comes back to the start
Right back to the start, yeah
Why you always talking so toxic?
I'm stuck being honest
Everybody do it for the profit
Makes me wanna vomit
Violence of which we have roamed
I need some time alone
Nihilist, it's my syndrome
To silence what is shown