I never thought I'd be an outcast,
keeping to myself...

The first flesh torn,
it cuts real deep...

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

Fake smiles
full of lies...

What is this place
Where our souls cry...

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

Today I woke up with a feeling,
Knowing something was so wrong...

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

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

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

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

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