Lesbian Love is hard
Not because of society...

Death bell dings one
And another second of life...

As Demeters wrath
Turns the world cold...

Rain
It falls like shrapnel...

Inside this head
Inside this brain...

The suns beams rose of the empty field
And shone through the morning fog...

As I sit here and wait for my ride
I think to myself I want to die...

Dead soul walking
Moving day to day...

Silence
For your words fall upon...

Does she know its she that is running though my...
She has the mind I'm looking for...

All i wanted was a new life
Yet here I am again...

Water dripping off the tiles
Hypnotic if you stare...