Don’t you hither about love girl
Don’t you worry about the craic...

My heart shattered into a hundred different pieces
Tattered strips lie trodden on the floor...

Man is powerful and man is ultratough
Man is muscular, vascular and buff...

I saw you as soon as I arrived
sitting across the room...

I knew these stones
From which they carved crosses...

Too many pictures and not enough memories
It’s as if the camera lived a life not me...

They have me tied to their chair
For their Masochistic Traits...

I feel like I want to write about
Someone who hates her own skin...

We made the antidote for suffering
And we choked the pills down yesterday...

Somewhere between serenity and understanding
Somehow lost within words we’ll never say...

There was a time and a place
Or maybe a person I forget...

I used to live by the graveyard
It was peaceful at night...