I close my eyes, and my soul will fly
There is no sleep, in these endless sheets...

Aren't we all just a chores in life
Trying to get our voices heard above the crowd...

Such sweet little lips
They were made for silence, not talking...

Everyday I look into the mirror,
And everyday I ask myself what do I see...

Brick walls imprison me in the garden
Weeds laugh at the roses that used to live...

What have you done now!
Do you see the world around you...

Do you see the angels on my shoulders?
They gather here tonight with me...

The scent of him lingers in the air
As I drift through this watery wasteland...

He was high on shadows, the night he died
Drunk on words, and lost in this life...

I have no inspiration left in my heart
I am sick of all the pain...

Snip, snip goes the scissors
Slicing through the white paper...

Pull the strings on my hands, on my feet
Tell me who to love tonight...