There's a blade to my skin;
Tears in my eyes...

Limits they call them.
Reality they say...

Dress me up in all your favorite colors
Pop me full of those happy pills...

I'm trapped in an open field
And I feel but it can't be real...

Its bliss in all essence
Relief in every form...

I've been damaged
Maybe even beyond repair...

Sweet musk that fills me with warmth
O' arms that surround me with protection...

Agony flows through my veins
Burning as it circulates...

I'm scared of the dark...
No! I'm scared of Night...