Locked in a prison.
Made by my own decision.
All caused from what you said.
That triggered what left me for dead.
Lost in my own train of thought.
Suffering is all that I've got.
Hold it dear.
Make that clear.
There's sunshine no more.
A teardrop falls to the floor.
Trapped in my own prison.
All because you wouldn't listen.
The cold hard floor has caught my attention.
Thinking of you has unlocked my aggression.
I want to drown my sorrow.
I don't want to be here tomorrow.
Bound by love and suffering.
Bound by hatred and waiting to see what tomorrow will bring.
Depression has set in.
When you left I was lost within.
The depression has gotten under my skin.
Happiness is no longer mine.
For me there is no more sunshine...
