Color Coded remedy
Bitter revenge of irony
you are not a stranger to me
Nothing is as it seems
Is this really my life?
Something doesn't seem right here
I have never felt so alone
I can not leave, this Hell is my home.
Blessed upon us, a massacre
My white dress being torn faster
This is the life you've granted me
This surreal world still holds me
Tighter and tighter, these chains are only mine
As I'm strapped back down my heart breaks
Looking foreward to another twist of fate
