This is the feeling I get from climbing to the...
The emptiness clinging to my empty body as time...

I seem to stand so tall and be unafraid
But inside I'm shaking, trying to get away...

To climb so high, just to feel so free
The rooftop view so beautiful in the cool breeze...

Running my fingers along the outline of her face
How soft and silky her skin is, how beautiful the...

Separation of emotion and body as the night rises
Trading places with someone\'s happiness since...

Shattering of the thin line between want and need
Feeding the itch of wanting to stop and think...

Why continue playing a game that no one ever wins
And why walk a road when all roads have dead ends...

Locked away in this room with no key
No escape, no spec of light, no hopes to get free...

Look into his eyes and see the fading salvation
How cold they've become, past the point of saving...

Treading through times of the past
Only heartache to find, no love to grasp...

He wrote in that chair, a letter everyday
Not one was sent for he chose to keep to himself...

Sick in the stomach, cold at heart
Never imagined someone could hate so much...