I look through our pictures
one's we took in the booths...

No one can destroy the queen
it turns my stomach what I've seen...

Will i ever leave the ground
will i ever make it home...

She closes her door
and sighs...

You can find me behind the crowds, trying not to...
I'm already invisible anyways...

All these silent hours i wait for you
don't know what to do...

It was so unfortunate
her mother gone and no one...

Why am i so lonely?
why am i so cold...

The night is dark
the wind cold...

I'll be high
then crash right back down...

I look outside
from the window...

My mistakes will make me strong
i feel wings...