maybe it’s all in my head that the world is really this crue… perhaps they are right that I need to let go but i can’t make myself do it
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
i’ve never met somebody who set my blood on fire quite like this with flames moving throughout my body
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices
How can I go three days Depressed and barely eating But he doesn’t even notice Tortured in my dreams By visions of the past
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
I am my own angle and my own demon I am my best dream and my worst nightmare I can bring sun shine
we are a new race rising with ice in our blood we will fight any body because we are family “we are a new breed rising
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take