Missing my days with an old friend.
I'll just let it slip, like everyday...
Looking left, looking right
close my eyes...
Fighting for years on end.
No longer will I bend...
When I look in the mirror, I think it talks
An empty room filled with silence and clocks...
Hearing voices from shadows inside me;
They tell me I cannot continue to be...
I really don't think that anyone in this world...
Argumentative, unreliable, unworthy,
Catastrophic, sums up my life...
I just wanna fly free
free away from me...
Feels so smooth against my worried palm
i keep on rubbing the bright blue lamp...
And so it ends.
In the fallowing days that passed...
I can't bear the hurt, I can't stand the pain
A feeling of sadness I can't explain...
Who am I to believe I was loved?
Who am I to believe that I could ever be loved by...