Do you really believe
That I'm that bad...
Dear Insomniac,
Where are you at...
You have gone numb
Not even a paper thin feeling...
People say that your kind are to be a "man's...
But I guess that is not true...
It was hard at first
when you choose him over me...
You can write me down in history with your bitter...
You can push me into the dirt but still, like dust...
For some people friends doesn't mean anything
but for me it means everything...
Your evil laughter floats the air
I wonder who put it there...
I love you more than my favoite color
your the closest to me your my little brother...
Sleep in my arms and they'll keep you from harm
Hurt you no-one will dare...
Names are such a beautiful thing.
God gave names to everything...
Hey, fate,
Please save my little brother...