Maybe this is how they all feel
Waiting for someone to come
Rescue them
Waiting for someone
Anyone to talk to them
While thy wait
They hold on by the pain
Inflicted to their bones

Maybe this is how they feel
So desolate
So alone
So utterly helpless

Maybe this is how they all feel
Every night
On their beds
In the dark
Wishing someone would
Just ring them up
Salvage the pieces they
Tried to hold on

Maybe this is how they all feel
As they start their nightly
Ritual of the Red

This is how they all feel
Alone
Scared
Afraid
Broken
Crushed
Alone

Because this is how I feel