Rain falls beneath my finger tips,
Crimson red seems to be what my heart drips,
Deep inside the mind,
Of the foolish and the wicked,
Deep inside me,
These thoughts i try to hide,
Ill never let you see,
All my notions,
Lead to insecure actions,
Just take my heart,
Rip it apart,
Tear it to shreds,
Im just a wishful thinker,
All these thoughts needing to disappear,
I just cant grasp a hold of myself,
I just cant grasp any of this hell,
Probably the hardest thing youll ever do,
Is finally say, Im over you.
