When the cold winter meets spring
the little pixes and fairies come out and sing...

Sitting nea the black hole,
spinning outta control...

Me: baby these cuts are for you
will: not do it for me... no stop! please i love...

Growing so high,
up in the sky...

Sitting alone in the forest,
curled up on a rock...

These voices in your head,
telling you to make her dead...

Alone in the rain,
alone in the pain...

Crying in the rain,
dying in the pain...

L lay in the reeds,
just to bleed...

Outside my house,
theres a bloody rose bush...

When your young
you can have endless fun...

Glowing inside hid chest,
right under his left breast...