Winter turns to spring,
Yet the birds do not sing...

Night approaches as time runs out,
Soon consumed, consumed with doubt...

Unwilling war at my feet,
The battle of horror which will not retreat...

Something about nothing.
I don't know why I'm shaking, really I'm not sure...

He found her there dead in the wood,
In the shadows both creatures stood...

You think your cool,
You think your fine...

Even sat here in the darkness I never once cried,
Cutting my wrists I never once died...

Don't screw with me
Or I'll screw with you...

You know that little secret,
Is deep and locked inside...

Tears drop against a cold wall,
No one hears my screaming call...

An angel in the sky,
I trusted you my only one...

Dear whoever,
Please tell the people around me I don't want to...