I hope someday when we've gone our separate ways..
when we're still friends, and we still talk...

In what way would you want to be immortalized...
By being exploded into tiny particles...

Last patient: female, age 18.
diagnosed 3 years ago...

Copy and pasted statements have no grounds
when they're coming from your blistered lips...

And everyone sees her as the heart breaker
the girl who goes through life tossing her cares...

The basic faceless backstage mob hides
behind intimate antiquities of masked martyrs...

A sound that rips your soul to shreds
and puts it back together all wrong...

All i ever planned on was happy
the only thing i wanted to to was take your breath...

Running upstream, past tigers and comets
through locked rooms and rivers, fields and ruins...

Spiraling into divinity
He bloodstains on the carpet...

As silent as the rain that falls form your eyes
Like the liquid air dissolves the words...

And she waited through it all with out a single...
But when I finally came home tonight the tears...