Directed, filmed and edited by Chris Klumpp (The Vagrant Key)

Through the cracks in the wall 

I watched the black mold grow  

Nothing would stop the spread  

The ground starts to tremble below  

Drenched in thoughts so unnerving  

Tighten the grip around my neck  

Pain evolves  

I finally forget    

Doused in bleach  

Suicide of the mind  

Just to feel relief  

Everlasting the stress  

Refuses to leave  

Only consuming 

Doused in gasoline  

Will i burn for the things i've seen?  

Neglect the need to be heard  

Silence speaks    

Boarded up the windows to block out the lights  

I tried to hide from the world i built until it died    

Overgrown like a vine  

Rooted into the hands of the clock  

Killing time    

Am i just unwell these days?  

I’m not myself  

And it feels like i’ll never change  

Too late for me  

Nothing’s healing the hurt  

Only worsens the pain    

I led myself to be slaughtered here  

Killed by my own knife  

Suicide of the mind  

I led myself to be slaughtered here  

Killed by apathy  

Could never see things clear  

Is there a meaning to this?