They resent the feeling of loneliness.
The cold They can not stand...

I'm done. I'm through.
I have finally given up on you...

Tell me what you see..
When you look at me...

Butterfly tears,
Whispers in dreams you forgot before you could...

She looks at you with confidence
Yet she's never felt so alone...

I dont understand.
I dont even care...

I cried my tears and bathed my sorrows
In my own pit of misery...

Needles to the skin.
Skin turns to ashes and hearts bleed away...

No wonder I lost it.
No wonder I died...