I am your neglected puppet
that you place upon the shelf...

Nothing but white anymore
you've given up in most things...

Life's twisted fate plays games with simple tools...
such tools that mean sweet nothingness to it...

The two of you are standing in a full room
looking curiously around until your eyes meet...

The night's dark blue sky lit with a thousand...
looks over the land filled with mystery...

Spiraling confusion as you're lost in your mind
thinking silently as the world closes in around...

Nothing but white anymore
you've given up in most things...

Sleepless nights, endless days
I\'m losing all iv thought was true...

Pain in the eyes of the hollow boy,
he walks alone down the crowded halls...

Pain takes grasp of my fragile neck
and you do nothing to stop it...

Take these happy pills
and spill my life upon the empty floor...

Just stop you don't understand, i hate my life ill...
make the scars on my skin...