Broken pencils and empty notebooks
lie on my bedroom floor...

I'm waiting for a sign,
I'm waiting for someone to show me...

When you picture life
And the way things are...

Here she comes
To wreck the day...

Empty meadow, bare streets,
different paths, confusing times...

Get a does a reality kid,
you can't live in dreams forever...

It's time for bio class,
and she'll still in the bathroom with the pocket...

He rose up from the ground,
searching the area for anyone...

Lying in open fields,
she thinks about her day...

Either i take myself out,
or make them suffer...

There are two of them,
One on either side...

Reach out
And feel the four walls...