Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
I still don’t see your fascination… i don’t even know what drew you in… in my mind i always compared you t… not one-hundred percent ruthless a… but able to see enough into the da…
Who am i to you? Am i boy or girl? Am i life
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed
i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
How can I go three days Depressed and barely eating But he doesn’t even notice Tortured in my dreams By visions of the past
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard