Casting Such A Thin Shadow.
It's not a feeling you feel within...
A man takes his own life
not by rope, gun, but a knife...
Take the sharp end of the blade to your wrist this...
Take the sharp end of the blade and cut right in...
All of you who have seen the music video for My...
All the imaginary conversations we hold inside...
The wheel going faster and faster,
Quickly rewinding the memories that were slowly...
I sit in a house of hypocrisy
A Gym of Deceit and consuming zeal...
Bestowed Upon Thee...The Onslaught
dressed down with both barrels loaded to the brim...
Discontinued morality
lost reflections of my reality...
The tears run down
My hurting face...
Hyper
What did you say...
I sat there by the tree of love.
waiting for something great...
A thousand black kisses
a thousand black hearts...