Here i sit in this dark corner, |
Im finding myself with nothing to say, |
Here i sit in this dark corner, |
I love the fact of going to sleep..but i hate the fact of waking up and facing reality. |
To find the strength that you have buried there |
I question why you chose to die |
All the hate deep inside |
As I lie tossing in my bed |
And I feel like I'm falling |
I hear your voice calling |