Images Still In My Head Of You Dead

I Wish I Could Take Them Away Instead

I Sit In My Room Alone And Cry Over My Loss

Will Anything Ever Be The Same?

I Wish I Could Imagine You Happy

A Life Of Ecstasy That Would Be Good Enough To Stop The Pain That Lingers

In My Heart I Know I Would Be Content

It's Your Forced Life...doesn't It Feel The Same To You?

I Sit And Wonder

While You Ponder Of Pathetic Items That Bring You Happiness

Those Things That Put A Smile To Your Face

Are The Things That Kill Me Inside

I Know Deep Down You Have A Good Heart

But Why Am I Never Included In All Of This?

I Take You In...rise You Up, Yet My Soul Stays Untouched?

Nothing Ever Changes In Your Mind

Nothing Ever Changes

Stick Your Hate To Me

I'll Find A Way To Break Free