I can hear the music
Playing constantly inside of my soul...

Tremble pulsing
Weary eyes...

I. Skipping, skipping merily
All worries blown out to sea...

Hey Miss. Perfect
Is it really worth it...

Click, Click
Shifts...

Dear childhood friend
It\'s me again...

Such a fourtunate atrocity
That I should find myself haunted by...

Wishing I could help you
But i don't know what to say...

I can't back down
This addiction...

When the sun begins to retire
As the faded man in the moon slowly expires...

Please substantiate the following claims.
Existence...

She's got Angel Eyes
To hide the lies...