As I run down the street
My memories have started a hunt...
The blade, it takes a hold so tight.
When all is done, She will be alright...
It just isnt fair
its doesnt seem right...
I never said "i love you"
one last and final time...
Sitting in the dark,
crying in your arms...
I stand there staring at your stiff body
Right there on the floor I cant stop crying...
Marks of innocence bring back washed-out memories,
a sleeping angel visits through hollow worlds...
O stranger, please do not go
O stranger, please do not go...
She stood by he side
Watching him slowly die...
Every image of the perfect lie
just reminds you of all the harm...
Forgotten by her friends
Family visits rare anymore...
He stands in the rain,
towering over her grace...