Alone again.
Fighting for a reason...

And this anger wells up,
Trying to escape...

And this anger wells up,
Trying to escape...

Apologize.
For all those times...

My feet hit the pavement.
As I run...

At the bus-stop.
Silence is golden...

You don't feel how I feel.
you don't see what I see...

Pins and Needles.
Sharp yet Sweet...

Black are my wings,
Which I use to fly...

You smile,
You cry...

The words.
A scramble of lines...

Inside.
Emotions on a roll...