You hold me close, to throw me away,
Pick me up again, tell me everything's okay...

You and I, we've spent so much time together.
You stuck with me no matter the type of weather...

You told me, yesterday
That I would be okay...

Plea from the Drowning Girl
(Living in the Reality of a Delusion...

Keep your hand upon the gun
You're the only one...

When the last drop fell
From the many-rained sky...

I still recall that single day
Where, in bed, we both lay...

From the shadows I watch and see,
And count the times that you betray me...

She steps through the heavy, deep snow
It's finally the day that she must go...

She lives, in a house
Painted different shades of gray...

nobody's gonna listen
when you're never right...

He speaks, his words hit like
Burning coals...