Hollow emotions enter my twisted mind
I'm out of thoughts, left with wasted time...

I am the dream Martin Luther King Jr. spoke of
the equality, the freedom, the hope...

I can hear them screaming
just gnawing at my existence...

I've had the same milky frost
over my heart for years now...

I sing a song that has no tune...
no melody no chorus...

Sunshine breaks
through the violet curtains...

You're always up there
with your pale face shining bright...

I can hear them again
Him yelling at her...

Curled up upon comfy purple
sheets, listening to the rain's...

I could tell you I was hurt
But that wouldn't say enough...

She knew he wasn't promised forever
that his clock would strike twelve...

Still remember the first day
I kissed your cheek...