I am the boy in the bubble
trapped within my own...

Seventeen men died on a boat
they went down with the ship...

The blind man said to the seeing eye
it seems you persist to waste a gift...

Another moment has passed
a memory has not occurred...

I wonder sometimes
why do i even stay...

Existence of a wasted mind
a mind without a soul...

When the glowing light leads you astray
And the evil begins to feel good...

A girl with an open heart and full of pure bliss
A girl with such lips that anyone would kiss...

Your cute and your small
the perfect human being...