Hollow emotions enter my twisted mind
I'm out of thoughts, left with wasted time...

I am the dream Martin Luther King Jr. spoke of
the equality, the freedom, the hope...

I can hear them screaming
just gnawing at my existence...

I've had the same milky frost
over my heart for years now...

I sing a song that has no tune...
no melody no chorus...

You're always up there
with your pale face shining bright...

I can hear them again
Him yelling at her...

Sunshine breaks
through the violet curtains...

Curled up upon comfy purple
sheets, listening to the rain's...

She knew he wasn't promised forever
that his clock would strike twelve...

I could tell you I was hurt
But that wouldn't say enough...

Still remember the first day
I kissed your cheek...