Cry me a river that shows only pain,
why do we always have to play such games...
Clocks have lost all track of time
oh, what a catastrophy...
This whole world is filled with pain,
Wild beasts yet left UN-tame...
He's a man with a past, scars all around,
Which have engraved themselves into him...
Truth is ugly and cold
Truth is your mirror...
Forbidden love the greatest kind
Fruit of thorns but not of vines...
Emo is a state of mind.
It doesn't mean...
Life is full of lies
We lie to become what we idealize...
Why do we live in a world,
that resorts to violence and hate...
Looking high and low for a friend
seeming to find that day to day...
Nothing to push, nothing to sell,
No wringing hands, just ring the bells...
Open the door; this has to be the place.
It's full of flashing lights and booming music...