Each day i wake up just the same
it's like each day is just a game...

Oh, it was just one night
it should have been nothing...

Why is it when your around i always lose my high
why is it that you always make me feel like i want...

The problem that i for-see
is we still have poverty...

I'm sorry that you're no longer around
that it's bothered you so much blood turned brown...

I am always waiting for tomorrow
it is true that it never comes...

I sit alone looking at this darkness
sitting here i know i could careless...

Me watched as it danced along his face and heard...
Me heard them inside but my eyes only gleamed...

I sit here looking at this clock
watching it's hands "tick tock, tick...

The Clouds are Black and full of water
the sound of a loud clap is just the thunder...

There is a place that is left only for me
you can't find it on any map or any globe...

If only i had said what i really meant.
If only I had done it with loving intent...