The passion grows, warm like fire
Driven by our inner desire...

My mind twisting in each direction
So many thoughts, so little thrills...

Its harder than it seems
Pretending to be OK...

Plant the black roses
Deep in the ground...

All time passing by
Parted from his love...

I've killed you
Nothing more to you is left...

Staring at the ceiling
Feeling myself descend...

Something about you
Holds me tight...

To you and only you
I belong to no other...

To you, I'm sorry
For being so blind...

Trapped in here, without a choice
These walls won't expand my voice...

Never did I think
I'd sit and cry...