It is 11:11 a.m on my time clock Memories left on my brain lock If I could emprison you with a iron lock It might not be a shock, I put an end to my breathe - No For this love I birth for you is like a rock
Gushing tears, Hands pressed on my mouth so not even the devil can't hear me, so he can't laugh at me, Neither the strength to say, "God help me!"