1,2,3
1,2,3...

Forced to sit here,
So absent minded...

You have a brain to think
eyes to see...

I feel no pain.
I've been drained of all feeling...

The feeling
Is surreal...

To feel this way,
So lifeless...

Pack up your things,
And kiss Mommy goodbye...

To see her leave,
When she says she will be back...

I sit and smile,
and dismiss things as fine...

It's so cold,
This empty place...

I'll see you later.
No worries...

We walked hand and hand down the dirt path.
Not knowing that soon we would feel fate's wrath...