Crying inside, but i'll continue to hide,
my pain of the truth of someone being denied.
Falling apart, tis my own work of art,
and it can never end, because it never did start.

Sharing thoughts with a friend of mine,
his name is Gloom, he never stitches in time.
Wasting time, coz' i can never unwind,
his ugly demeanour is the mirror of mine.

Sister Mary never came to me,
so her words of wisdom she could never speak.
Still, unborn, she was born to die,
living a lie whilst she's in ' Paradise ' ?

Where do you go to when you're forever lost ?
Waiting at platforms for ghost trains to come.
Once you get on, you can never get off,
the birds nest is warm, but it's never enough.

And sister of mine, you were never alive,
but still i wish you were a friend of mine.