You can't use the phone because you feel like a...
You think deep thoughts about the times you...
To walk amongst the foolish and weary
Tired bodies of beloved mine...
Time stands still
a silent kill...
One day, little boys were teched.
In the school of a little village...
You may find in your cloying dreams,
Sickeningly twisted figures invade your things...
Stuck in a story,
a legend never truth...
Linger longer, dearheart mine,
And warm me with your form...
Silver eyes hide deception and longing.
Deception within the silvery pools brings forth...
Blood dripped from a paper cut on my finger
that my favorite book gave me...
I'm sorry I was late,
I had to go slice some deadly cards...
I wish that she could see
What she really means to me...
As you sleep, I weep
too much is seen, too much is heard...