In today's world, how are you measured? Is it by the strength in your body? Maybe the love in your heart?
Maybe the deeds you did that now you are reflecting upon swell up inside you... Was I right? Why did it happen this way?
Tell me a lie and I will glady follow behind you, never budging.
Sell my soul away and I will always find you.
Somethings get blown out of proportion and we can lose what was once dear to us, but why do we do that?
Maybe all we need is time alone, cut off from what makes you feel.
Why does it hurt so much to let go?
Time slips idly by and all we can do is watch...
I can tell myself all the lies in the world, live in any daydream, and even accept the reality, but why do i cower?
Harmony! The sweet bliss of unison!
Why do they forsake us in our most happiest time?
Freedom and Hope... memories best forgotton...
Here do I sit, alone and myself, never better, never worse off.
I am a jerk in times of peace, my meaning gets warped and I murder them all.
The ink washes from page to page, page to floor...