Don't make it so hard for me to get real
Let myself out...

As the years together go by
Each minute his anger intensifies...

While reading your words
I get hints to your affections...

IT WAS SUCH A SHOCK
A REVALUATION...

LIMBO IS THE POINT WHERE YOUR YOUR SEARCHING MIND...
TO SOME NEVER ENDING PERILOUS DARKNESS...

If I had a life
What the hell could I be...

I'm torn between two worlds
My mind does insist...

Words, words, there all the same yet so different...
in my mind they do reflect, and many were gone...

He thinks of me little
He doubts me a lot...

I feel you in the room
I'm lying in your tomb...

Many thoughts racing through my mind
i choose to put them all aside...

I stand beside you, but my presence is all thats...
so many things are wrong with me, still I hold...