A glooming day, the sun won't rise
I transformed into definitions of what i despise
A cigarette to release the regret i hide
The sorrow misplaced behind my eyes
In my spare activities I'm just like the rest
think of the answers to my mislead quest
you took all the love out of me, and theres nothing left
i gave in just so i could pass your test
my skin full of invisible sores, because to really see them, i refuse
my thoughts are so deep that they start to come true
and theres not a single mark left, but a bruise
that holds ecstatic moments i fell for you
