If you had the world at your beck and call
in the palm of your hand, you possessed it all...

Our ship, through the darkened seas it lurch
For lost treasure and gold we travel in search...

Screaming for release
screaming...

You swore you'd never drink and drive
that it was stupid, wrong and sick...

Hope leaves the world
not to return till the first rays of the sun...

I called you my ally
i called you my friend...

A mirror
so beautiful...

I refuse to be walked on
i will be strong and alert...

This feeling i have
depression i know...