I have met some beautiful people
Who have walked the same paths I've walked...

Sweet salvation
Is a place that I haven't seen for a while...

From up here they could all be forgiven
Separated as I am from their spite...

Sitting in the road
Watching the clouds coming in...

I bring the dirt
You bring the bleach...

Remove these needles from my arms
Pull back the mask that hides my face...

I've been lost, inside my head
As they talk of names and places...

Whispers "it's all in her head"
From behind my back...

Whenever you stumble
Whenever you fall...

Blue stricken eyes
Bleeding from terror...

Reading between lines
Talk of destruction...

I wish you were my drug
Rushing into my vein...