Camp is a memory,
Camp is a blast...
Some things make you sad
some things make you glad...
It hurts to know you don't recognize me,
And that your just not who you used to be...
How can something
That seems so right...
Well there was this one time
I was little girl...
There is two special Angels in Heaven
that is a part of me...
I drink away your death
to forget about the pain...
Man with gears fill with tears.
Clinging onto a bolt, fix to a nut...
She called out for help
and no one came...
Sitting on the couch
Watching television...
Hurting you is not what I want to do
But how can I be around you...
As I lye here stranded
staring into my hearts content...