Living by death or death by living
I'm the dark one who keeps sinning...

Broken by love and turn to hate.
I love all the sweetest things that I create...

My eyes are shut
But im wide awake...

To many voices running threw my head.
Most of them want me dead...

We are the same
Feelings of blame...

Another day passed, another page turned
My life goes on through these torn pages in this...

In a dream I cant wake from. Screaming at the top...
Does this nightmare have a expiration...