It\'s amazing how realistic a small dream can seem
Dreams can carry you through the darkest waters...

I want to take the bottle from your lips
And wash the blood off your fingertips...

*I am aware that this stink...I needed to get some...
how long has it been...

What do you do?
When you find your guardian angel...

Sweet nothings whispered
From one lover to another...

So you think you can help me?
You think that you can change me...

I see you standing there
Looking alone and in despair...

I'm lying here where you left me
I struggle to be who you want me to be...

*this is more of a rant than can be considered a...
What makes you so special...

I dread the day that you
Walk by me in the street...

What is this wall before me
It seems to be blocking my path...

My soul is corruptive
Stay far away from me...