*How long a minute is just depends on which side of the bathroom door you’re on... *I’m all sugar, sugary it doesn’t matter the

She stood motionless Captured and cursed To be the devils mistress Screaming to be free Oh, but you may never be

It was child innocence filtering through the eyes were like faucets of the past the words were like

I don’t need for much sometimes more isn’t

What we can’t have... Addiction... Self Control... Games... Choice...

I go to places others won’t

I wait for you With open wounds Will I see you When you get back Yes, call your mum

I search for the everlasting circle the diamond on my ring the prize

When would you decide? They were all waiting... I was waiting The problem I refused to settle

I was running To catch the horse In the snow From the bus I jumped into