To mike,
You may be miles away...

Your bones are ice,
Your blood is dust...

Your heart sings a song,
But I withhold the music...

Everything i think about,
It leads me back to you...

He had been out drinking,
To numb the pain inside...

He lays out his best cloths,
His best pair of shoes...

The chains are tight around my wrists,
As the blood begins to fall...

The smell of flowers linger,
In this saddened place...

I know where i want to be,
And it isen't here...

She wears the mask to hide her pain,
smiles is what the world sees...

They say that rules are there to help,
Well i say we can help ourselves...

All my life i helped them,
All my life i cared...