In my house, You don’t ask questions. The whispers from mom and dad Signal you to a hiding place. In my house,

I find it funny That I raised myself From the cradle To the grave. I never got a chance to be a baby.

I dislike nothing more than Philosophy. How lazy.

Walking by at night, I saw the falling snow Tumble down like sleep. God, how could you be So cruel as to give

Sam said, “Get over it.” As if I could Just climb a tree. Sam said,

There’s so much blood in blood cou… As there are stones in my heart When I hear your name. The winged-pig can fly daily Once I’ve let myself remember

I ran from you all my life. I’ve had problems, But that doesn’t make it right.

Oh, such a sweet fool. I once thought love Was reigning savior. So, so foolish. I once believed love

You’re horrible, And I hate you. But this is me. I’m the only person That I can’t escape.

Woah. The bright sky Makes me want to live, And the grass Smells too good to miss.

He helps her with her blush. She’s surging red, Velvet and soft like a rose. Her mouth’s gone dry With his wind.

It’s so quiet. I feel soft. The winter hurts, So I burrow inside, But I forget how to

In the darkest night, A flower will grow.

I’m so broken, And the glass stings were my façad… There’s nothing left to do. There’s nothing left to say. There’s no air left for me to brea…

I find no release. I die. I die, Yet I’m not free. Not 'til I die.