You have to be nice to wasps,
You'll never survive if your not...
If black wasn't black,
And white wasn't white...
I pick it up then put it down,
I'm pacing my room round and round...
I'm falling deeper, deeper down,
Into the black, into the ground...
My life is shattered, into a million and one,
Pieces of dirt, pieces of "scum"...
Once I was believed,
That you were my all...
I smile and it fades,
I laugh, there's no sound...
The sun wouldn't smile,
The birds wouldn't sing...
Long ago when I first met you,
You said I was your all...