Cloud of black, and skies of grey
Clockwork City is back to play...

Sometimes I want to cry
In knowing what I do...

Things have gone from bad to worse
Stuck within this horrid curse...

I've locked myself in my room
All angry and depressed...

Ignoring the pain I feel
I know that someday I will heal...

As a cruel joke
The pianist played faster...

Water filling your mouth and nose, you cannot take...
Your eyes are closed you with it away, and pray...

This voice within my head
It tells me what to do...

I'm looking for my Mr. Right
But theres something that I've missed...

Let's call it fate
Just for a second...

HE layed in his dark room
Awaiting his own sorrowful doom...

Right when you think it's over
It all starts up again...