Like a brick wall
She withstands the anger now...

Every night her mother comes home from work...
And every night she turns sour...

Methanol, drips down my throat
Shivers crawl down my spine...

Walking home in the freezing cold
Ice slapping your face...

All my own burden
Go ahead and leave me here...

One mistake
The silence breaks...

All the blood rushes to my cheeks
And they turn, a beautiful shade of rose...

Little plastic doll, with one eye
She awakes once every night...

"Are you okay?" She asks.
"Yes of course." I lie...

Mindless, I'm walking
You see me but I'm not really there...

I'm a wreck
My fingers are all cut up...

One more cut
A little more deeper...