In the thought of love
my lungs get tied down...

I'm gonna tell you a story
about blood and pain...

Laying in the halls
how I'm a bloody mess...

How about some truth, about our best friend
Life is still sh!t, its just sh!t WITH them...

The object of my pain
consumed by your glory...

With tinted eyes, they call me blind
under my mask disgusted by what they find...

Ill give you one chance
thats all i can spare...

If we fall, let us fall together
and let us float into the heavens like a single...

My Leyangel
can I catch you when you fall...

You may laugh
as i sit here and cry...

My dearest ley
stay strong...

I'm gonna chop off your meaning
and make you feel dumb...