After every high there is a low
After every friend there is a foe...

So this is how the story goes
That led to the field of dead...

The inspiration of this song comes from you
Because I know that you will see your word through...

I just wanted a little taste of the life I thought...
To remember the pain of the life I live in my mind...

And your words are poison
But you don't seem to care...

Walk with me; I have many things to say
You are special and you are different...

I'm so tired of waiting
I cant stand the tests of time...

Your just like the kamikaze of honesty
Nothing you don't say and nothing I cant see...

There is a pink elephant in the room
not a small one either...