THe beauty has no sound
No plee to be recognized...

Don't tell me you love me
and then punch a hole in the wall...

Ive been making up stupid jokes
just to hide this pain...

Let my rot in the waters
Let me brun in the fires...

How come i can't touch love in this chamber.
But only torture coincides...

(sorry i couldnt think of a good title)
You cant see what I\'m doing...

A little black hole
carved in my body...

I ran down this long dirt path
While the wind brushed past my face...

So still
so quiet...

Sweet little flower you are
Your mamas perfect child...

Maybe im jsut waiting for someone to read my...
maybe im just waiting till the drums start beating...

I don't even no what to feel
this all just seems to surreal...