Things that seem distant
are really sitting right behind me...

Look a little harder.
Look through her instead of at her...

We are always falling
always failing...

You're my pressure point,
The pain running up my spine...

With hope just admist the horizon,
I can see it very clear...

These are the days when love will die
when a killers heart seems pure to the eye...

The forshadow ofa broken heart,
The reality of a fairytale...

Blood splattered all over the walls,
Blood curdled screams echo the halls...

Without flaw
Without feeling...

Look up for once,
Because you're always looking down...

This is all just part of being alive
This is how you screw it up...