Letra de Wrecked

I'm part of a problem thats out of my own f*cking hands
I'm shipwrecked in a city that grows colder by the second
When this air I breathe is so undesirable
Open my skin and paint me across these walls
I'm meat to the wolves
And I've never felt so f*cking warm I'm burning up
Tell me what did you expect?
In a matter of speaking, its a cold f*cking world
And I can see me going nowhere
Its a cold f*cking world
And I can't feel anything
I can't feel
Why should I love? when romance is fabricated
Why should I trust? when friendship is unrequited
Why should I give a f*ck?
We're all numb sedated ghosts without a hope
Born f*cking dead, rid me from this mindless, heartless hell
And I can't feel anything, I can't feel F*CK