In our picture, don't we look good?
Its just a pity you never understood...

You know the feeling your stomach gets?
You know, the one that seems to set...

The never ending dreams of tomorrow
Seem to crush the dichotomy of right...

Why am I still here?
Why are you still there...

Watching TV is such a drag.
Can't stand those stupid girls who brag...

I am faking it,
Boy why cant you see...

I never thought trusting would be this hard,
I never thought it would leave me scared...

These troubled times are getting deeper.
The past is now colliding with the present...

Can these screams be heard?
Please listen to these troubled words...

Paganism.
The being of our soul...

Two different worlds, one act.
Two people, joined for once...

It seems as though I'm down.
I'm hurting from this vicious town...