They ask about the sadness.
Hiding behind the beautiful smile...
Desperation
I'm in a small white room...
Lately theres been so much,
fighting and paranoia...
Look into the eyes of an
Angel...
Cry out
So Loud...
There he stands
there he lay...
The pain is running off her skin.
she's shaking from the water drops off her face...
I have my reasons but there hidden under the sky
still illuminated and i don't no why...
Take a look into the mirror and tell me what you...
I see a girl who looks somewhat like me...
Running, Running franticly,
away from this brutal reality...
My eyes are soar, my mouth is dry.
how can you do this to me, and why...
Every single day the mistakes pile up
you know these problems; i can only take so much...