The pain, it hurts, I dont know why
The butterflies fly free and not I...

In this land of bright lights and white stars,
why from this life do i apart...

The chill spreads throughout my body,
his fingers are crawling up my side...

As I lie awake, I dreamlessly dream about...
The air is cold...

I wish i was a star
so beautiful and bright...

She happily jumpropes in the yard,
doesn't notice the man in his car...

What would it be like to live in those waters?
Its fingers caressing your skin...

I know a dream is nothing but an image,
my image of what the world could be...

White stretching across forever
cramped inside an orb of dew...

If i die tonight
i just want you to know...

There's nothing to see,
just another slave chained to a pole...

How much more can i take
of living in a black hole...