And it's been two days since sanity.
And I'm tired of the games.
And nothing seems to matter.
And the voices don't go away.
And everything has changed.
And you fight me down to die.
And I'll stand there and let you.
And the days drift by.
And somehow the mirror talks back.
And fires burn for madness.
And sudden whispers chill me.
And I seem to have lost something.
And I can't give any answers.
And possibilites are swept away.
And the sunlight is on the brink.
And more and more pain is better.
And the day will come that I'm not here.
And you could not care less.
And everyone will find the nothingness within.
And lately the wind blows colder.
And I haven't seen the way I tremble.
And there's a simple explanation for it all.
And you're everything inside me that will never be alright.

HOME

Back