Iced fingers grip my hand,
Swollen heads smile at me...

Iced fingers grip my hand,
Swollen heads smile at me...

I see it wherever I go,
I need to hide but it will be there...

What has no reason,
Has no bounds...

Too young to feel depressed,
Its just stress...

The pillow is full of tears,
Head full of beers.. I wish...

Torn between what I am
And who I am...

Face to face you hid behind your fears,
But at home all you ever want is to be alone...

I want to feel free,
I want to know that I am me...

Face to face you hid behind your fears,
But at home all you ever want is to be alone...

A shapeless mist,
Emotionless child...

Falling to fast,
Fading so slow...