i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
Don’t hide me from the rain Don’t hide me from the pain i still hear
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected
If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve
the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul