You know it, when it hits you like a train
You feel it, like the sun light...
It's like falling when standing still
The empty gut feeling that you feel...
And they say
Where there's a will...
She whispered to me, so condescendingly
That me and her, where never meant to be...
On nights like this, I wish
Raindrops would fall...
The blood from these veins, are slain
To convert this pain, from these wrist...
As we rest, my body feels possessed
Stroking your soaking hair...
What do I have to say
What do I have to do...
This stress and pain
Comes from syllables in her name...
Simple but complex, always prepared
For the unexpected, cause its always next...
It's dark
I'm Alone...
I feel it in my chest
Tried multiple times to put it to rest...