The hands move across
the face of the clock...
I was here
But now I'm gone...
She lies on the floor
with a knife in her hand...
I taste blood...
on the edge of my lips...
Days are passing...nites are screaming
no drop of rain.......all i feel is pain...
Last night I slept with tears in my eyes.
I dreamed of being alright...
I want to die.
Rip out of this body and fly...
I hate you for what you have taken
You stole something special never to give it back...
I don't know what to do, I'm going insane,
I'm causing myself, more and more pain...
One more bottles staring match
Out of conversations catch...
She stood there with her head down
She watched him walk away...
I dream of dark;
But not of day...