Hurt me tender,
Kill me slow...

Fake smiles and plastered on skin,
Hiding the person from within...

Don't cry no more Baby,
Put your head on my shoulder...

So slowly the wind lazily calls the trees to play,
Shaking their leaves teasingly...

As I stare into the abyss
I let myself float away...

My heart lies tied to a string
Around your neck frequently it will sting...

Don't listen to the hits and slaps, Little One,
It will all end very, very soon wait 'til we see...

Just one hand..
A offer to help...

I've gone to find myself
Don't worry I will not die...

Walking down this darkened hall,
Voices all around me...

The night is made for sleeping.
But some tales are to be only told in the dead of...

There is a pain deep inside.
Reminds me of how many times they lied...