My rage doesn't always blossom
Sometimes it shuffles to the surface...

They cry in unison
Spitting every word back at you...

When the pen runs out of ink
I simply jam it in my arm...

In the darkness I become alive
I tuck the truths away in the pockets of my coat...

Give me an awakening
Some that will, I pray...

Just one more kiss
A pretty...

You silly Object of Fame
How come you and I are exactly the same...

Oh dear what have I done
I drove you to madness...

Oh how I waited in the fiery night
crying for something that never would come...

Oh little girl
why did you go...

Oh precious little lake
where did you go...

There once was a night
That I fell off my bed...