Texty: Nine Inch Nails. And All That Could Have Been. Wish.

this is the first day of my last days

i built it up now i take it apart climbed up real high now fall down
real far.
no need for me to stay the last thing left i just threw it away
i put my faith in god and my trust in you
now there's nothing more fucked up i could do

wish there was something real wish there was something true
wish there was something real in this world full of you

i'm the one without a soul i'm the one with this big fucking hole
no new tale to tell twenty-six years on my way to hell

gotta listen to your big time hard line bad luck fist fuck
don't think you're having all the fun
you know me i hate everyone

wish there was something real wish there was something true
wish there was something real in this world full of you

i want to but i can't turn back
but i want to