"The room was spinning
My taste buds were on fire...

People do not get high to compensate
For being mad or angry...

I used to have walls to protect my mentality.
I wasn't expecting it...

I'm sorry,
But I have to write this...

You know that feeling you get when
you're looking down from a high place...

One, Two, Three
I'm comin' back so sad and lonely...

When did everything go wrong?
My happiness and laughter...

My brothers are screaming
My mother is crying...

Memories of love
are like footsteps in the sand...

My head is up in the clouds
And I don't know how...