There is this little boy
Who lays beated and bruised...
I wish that they could see me
the ones that told me why...
Time can change a person
Change their soul...
She stands all alone
By the side of the ocean...
Erase me
taste me...
The minutemen in wars of time
pay our pensive acts...
I never thought that he really loved me,
because of the way he'd walk away...
My final moments will be hard
As i take the blade in my hand...
Mommy please
Mommy please...
I love your touch, my very best friend
You produce a feeling I wish would never end...
You look at me
Like i dont belong...
If only, if only
That’s all he would sigh...