Standing on the beach during twilight
next to you, the setting just right...
That night we had a fight,
what started out good turned bad...
If I'm sleeping then I'm dreaming,
Keeping my mind clear with even breathing...
Before you came here
we were looking for another leader...
Whatever you wish,
is my command...
The voices in my head,
Tell me I'd be better off dead...
Tears running down my face,
As your voice reminds me I'm a disgrace...
What do you do when you've had enough?
When you're so tired of being tough...
Oh how the days seem to turn,
From a hellish nightmare where I burn...
Locked up all the time
mom yelling like someone did a crime...
I am on my own,
and i am looking for someone to help me...
Not wanting to let go of what we had
Not wanting to let you go and then be sad...