The Nights I Lay Awake
I Think About The Mistakes I Make...
Blood drips cruelly
Out of sunken split skin...
She fell under his spell,
She trusted all his lies...
The streets of Salzburg resonate
With multi Mozart revelry...
She actually thinks I desire her
One day when I could actually stand her presence...
The fire was cruel
Ripped my strength...
Alone I sit and listen
To the sounds of emptiness...
Three fights come
his face alight, with comeing blood...
Alone
Burned...
Deep within our hearts
Anything can become reality...
I hate to say
That today I've had to fight the urge today...
On a heartbreak crusade,
mind set on emotional destruction...