what would happen if i left?
if i was erased from this earth?
would anyone miss me?
would anyone care?
would it make it any difference?
if i left the city...
would it matter?

no matter how hard I work
I'll always be a failure
no matter how hard I try
I'll always be a failure
no matter what I do
I'll always be a failure
This world just isn't for me.
I don't belong here.
I shouldn't be here anymore.
I never asked for this
I never asked to be made
but i was
and now i have to suffer until i take my last breath
maybe i won't have to suffer so much anymore
if i just...

i loved her
but i lost her
i lost her to this rope
i lost her to this nighmare
i lost her to this demon
i lost her to this devil
i lost her
i lost her to M̴̦͎̱̥̓̋̀̂ō̵͓͇͕̥̯̺̾n̴̯̓̄͂ik̴̡̛̰̪̔͌ȃ̶̮̪͆

behind these metal bars i am
somehow, it makes me feel free, free
this side is freedom, the other is imprisonment
yet i scratch away at these cold walls, walls
all i hear is banging on these walls
the endless thuds of hands and screams of entities, entities
if this is freedom, them why am i in a cage?
. . .

I'm erasing myself from the script
papers flying through the air
they fall like dead leaves
a candlelight shines ominously
burns like a bonfire flame
slowly it travels up my arms and legs
burning my paper-like skin to ashes
I am engulfed in flames
just like the script of our story
as it burns

She is leaving
And I can't do anything about it
I'm stuck in my worst nightmare
And I can't wake up

But,,,
I'll smile for you
Even if it hurts me
I'll smile for you

I'm chasing after you
It's like I'm chasing the clouds
Why can't I reach you?

But,,,
I'll smile for you
Even if it hurts me
I'll smile for you

I'll smile, just to see you happy
I'll smile, even if I'm falling apart inside
I'll smile even if it hurts me
I'll smile for you

Tears burn my skin like acid
But my body is numb
I'm finding myself on fire
Yet my cold soul still persists

Is this how the day will end?
Me, yelling
Me, crying
Me, in shambles

I don't want you see me like this
I wished you hadn't

. . .

You say angels don't cry, so why do I?

maYbe its tje gin takking
the winE pumpsd in mu viens
tge jäger churnss my stomacj
anf my slurreDd wprds spill

im seeimg doiuble
ovrr saturatoin
sutmblin g over my oWn feet
amd yet yoy still hAnd me another drimk

but its tOoo nuch to resisT
your love imtoxicates me
ove r ans over agaim
whY must yiu be so addictibe ¿

Doesn't the snow look lovely today?
Doesn't the strange, crisp winter air in the middle of March fill your senses?
Doesn't the fireplace draw you near like a moth to a flame?
Doesn't the warmth of those blankets make you smile?
Doesn't this remind you of me?
I know, the cold certainly gives you the--ahem--cold shoulder
I know, your disfavor for the winter
I know, I'm just as cold as the snow atop of your roof
I know, I'm the cold air that you despise so dearly
I know, you say that I make you happy
But I know, how much the frostbite I obtain hurts you
Just the touch of your lips
Just the tip of your nose
Just the softness of your cheeks
Just the warmth of your hands when they touch mine
Just the love in your heart
It is all I want
But...
My frostbitten lips
My frostbitten nose
My frostbitten cheeks
My frostbitten hands
My frostbitten heart
I don't want that for you