Manipulated by the perfection of her skin,
I failed to see what truly lies within...
The world is a cold, dark, dreary place
In this world I have no face...
Hidden under unknown features
you lie still and cold...
Paranoia
disturbia...
When you are Little you have to see everything...
Must get out of here
Must be on my own...
Horrors breathing in the night,
nightmares shuttering to life...
Once
Long ago...
You think I choose to be this way
And in my mind you're right again...
Angel of death
come take me away...
I cant handle this confusion
this is my conclusion...
The fight for faith is a losing battle
When the lives we take...