Death Row

I live in a vacuum, created by no one

Stepped inside, I was on my lonesome

At first it was grand, peaceful and calm

Let to my device no critiques from all

A freedom for oneself, a burden to none

Became self-reliant, the curse of a son

Cuz the longer you sit alone, the harder to quit

An addict you become, only way to live

I look around the void and I see no exit

I shrugged it off then, I'll get out when I feel it

What could go wrong, what's the harm of staying

There's no one around and I can just be lazy