I could say I could die of a broken heart,
But that would be untrue...

I let my ego free.
But what did that get me...

There was a mirror at the end of the hall that...
I looked deep into it and was terrified by what...

I'm spinning on a dark wheel
In the shadow of my fear...

Sounds like death. . .
well if you don't care...

Flutter your eyes,
Press your lips...

Square in the face,
I'll take it...

There is something seriously wrong with you,
You make me cough and choke...

Where do you go,
When there's no where to go...

Everyone loves sarcasm.
So use it to make me smile...

I write for the Apocalypse,
And wait to end the script...

Candle lit moon,
Shines on my face...