I'm sorry...
I've messed up for the last time...

With this poisonous dissmisive rapture that haunts...

Her pale face on the floor
looks like i can do no more...

I'm writing this all now
line after line...

WHY do i feel so vain?
my life stuffed down the drain...

The wind whispers to me
telling me what to be...

This right here is 4 u
all the time that i tryed...

Little angel over there
Little darling be prepared...

Sitting on the edge of the world
the wind running through my hair...

Each little thing
pushes me away...

The silence all around me
is driving me insane...

This little flame of anger
used to flicker within...