Have you ever felt lost, alone, and wanted to cry?
Unable to cope because your soul wants to die?
You try to escape from it all by simply getting high.
Instead of actually trying to contemplate why.

Unable to escape the demons of your past.
You continue to act in the role that they cast.
Inside you want to run, but they are much too fast.
So you force yourself to see how long you can last.

Your eyes lost their shine, the white fades to grey.
Your fears of it all have bound you to stay.
So shiver cold and alone in your bed where you lay.
And struggle to find the right words to say.