Perfection is made by the mind
It courses more pain than any weapon...

The tears fall down my face as the words are...
Panic and worry brought on this aggression...

Is this a game you play with every girl
Or am i the only one...

Two people who love unquestionably
Two people separated by a distance...

Inspiration comes from many places
The pain go through...

Sitting alone in a small room
Wondering where things went wrong...

They say live your life
But how do you live...

Wishes and hopes
Get you nowhere...

Beautiful is the world
And yet we destroy it...

Heart cold
Soul stained...

Boxes of memories
Filled with love...

How can I describe
What you and I have...