The gift of communication,
causes mans frustration...

I give up the life
Smash the glass...

As I sit in this pale room with paint chipping off...
I try to envision all the memories that i can...

Pavement pounding at my feet, the grip of hate...
Shadows cast no light that surrounds me, I\'ve...

I GREW UP A GOOD KID LETTING NOTHING GET IN MY WAY
IF I WAS PRESSURED TO DO WRONG I KNEW WHAT TO SAY...

Have you been left to wonder, what we did so...
Have you been left to wander, the path you wanted...

-Broken dreams-
I reminisce on nothing but broken dreams...

To feel the warmth of the suns fire
Is to know the surroundings of the universe...

Releasing myself blindly to the unknown
Dips and dives and taller than the tallest...

The trees that surround your vision are dead
The leaves have not fallen, nor will they ever...

Suppressed by my darkest fears
Soaked in my own blood and tears...

I had awoken to darkness
Nightmares seemed real...