I sit here at my window,
to watch the rain come down...
Dig Up Bones
From Thy Graves...
She sits alone in the dark
Naked, bruised, abandoned...
Like Ice an water that is partly frozen
a door only just begun closing...
I sit in my bed and cower
i hear you breathing right next to me, walking to...
I am lost in my mind
can see all i think...
She keeps me inside
But she's got to know...
I get shivers down my spine
My skin color is pale...
You set up the lines,
Like it doesn't even matter...
Quietness,
My mind starts churning...
Standing lonley, with her fears
Her shirt is soaked from all her tears...
Golden is the path of which we all cross to...
Many have thought of this as a paradise or maybe...