There's this little thing called depression
It lives inside your mind and body
You think your getting better
But then again, you only get worse
You think you can cure it yourself
You dream of a way out
But you're sucked back to reality
Never to be let go
Your mind gives you certain ideas
Ideas that your think are normal
But the only thing normal, is the was you look
You feel that everyone around yo knows
Behind that pretty fake smile
There is a truth so untrue
Your voice is so loud
But everyone refuses to listen
The thoughts are so messed up
You can't find a way
So, you continue to walk on glass
Down that Hell Valley
There's no way to stop yourself
Your feet move along with the rhythm of the chains
Dreams are shattered
All hope is lost
A girl once so happy
Is now so sad
There is no way out
I continue to walk the Hell Valley
I walk alone...