I have an obsession
since you first touched me...

Tap, tap, tap goes your feet
despite my objection...

On the road to recovery
there will be side roads...

My never ending search
I search to the east...

What do you do when
your superhero turns old and gray...

You think I'm happy
but I'm dieing inside...

Our hearts
beating in perfect rhythm...

One day i met a pick pocket
he took my locket...

I am winking at the witch
howling at the moon...

My father is famous for his antics,
He murdered many...

I've cried so much
for so long...

We met on a summer day
the fire in your eyes...