What you told me..
-you told me that I look beautiful without...

Some days..
Being awake doesn't mean being alive...

We're so desperate
to be found...

Basing my life on following this voice
everything is enveloping.. its growing faint...

And with your breath on my face
everything is perfect now...

Fake smiles
full of lies...

All perfect u may seem
so sheltered and naive...

I flushed down the toilet, most of my pills,
I cried the last tears for all your cheap thrills...

Close your eyes now so they
don't see me crying...

It killed me...
all that pain kept inside...

The worst thing about me is something inside
I show you the smile, but the pain I hide...

Why you went, where did you go,
theres just so much we'll never know...