I remember the good old days when you were here...
Some where between the lines,
I stopped holding on...
It's simple, the towers have fallen
Raining upon the frost...
Dad and me as happy as can be
While he beating me for not being perfect...
I wake up in a cold sweat
I dreamt of you again...
Shes thinks it doesnâ??t matter now
That its all said and done...
I dwell upon the abominable memories;
They inhabit the essence that is my soul...
There are scars on my face that people can see,
but they cant see all my scars when they are...
Little tiny heart of gold
that broke so young and bled so fast...
If I confess how I feel,
Will that make me feel better...
People say I'm crazy
maybe it's true...
Accuse me
accuse me...