It's amusing how people fight to be the worser, When all we want to do Is get out of that worser state. But we fight anyway.
And the whole world knows everyone's a fool. But what can we do?
I used to want to look into those eyes Now I am ashamed to do so. There's something too painful Far far far down in that well And I can't shut my eyes And just forget.
See you in my dream; be on time.
I wish you could tell me How much longer I could hold on When every night I am engulfed in solitude So afraid to close my eyes and sleep Because those eyes appear again Like a stalker Who never meant to be one.
Bruised and battered by your words Dazed and shattered, now it hurts;