With the passing of every winters day,
You step gradually further away...
"Little girl, little girl"
They're knocking on my door...
This girl has been messed up
All the hurt and pain...
Red bleeds into the canvas' pale background.
Black stains the painting's melancholy...
I walk along by myself
As I wonder why I'm here...
Have you ever really seen me?
Do you know that i exist...
Days go by, I think of you,
there's nothing left I can do...
You were taken by the sea
on the seventeenth of June...
Am I dead yet?
Please tell me I am...
You say I am something pretty,
Something special in your eyes...
I wish I knew what it was like
To have my daddy there...
A clown wears a mask
to make people laugh...