Let the sky take your body
the wind take your soul...

The expectancy of survival is zero to one
you are so blind, what have you done...

Standing in the middle of the street
my hair down, my eyes bleeding dark, black mascara...

As your hand creeps along my naked back
i wonder how long ill be dreaming...

My imagination filled with glee
seeing you with me...

A fresh start is her destination,
but she trips on fear down the windy staircase and...

When the clock strikes twelve the night is gone..
she woke up from the dream to see it was dawn...

I am a battle wound that a kiss cannot make better...

Im breaking beneath this pressure
knees are weak, giving up beneath me...

It is never ending.
I stand behind it everyday and it shuts me out...

Hand in the shape of a fist
pounding the wall...

Live for today
not for tomorrow...