The glass stands empty
Waiting me
Wanting me
Needing my fate
The end is fallen
Tears all stolen
My cry filled in a desert never dry

I sit in a silence of remorse from my past degrade
I sit to end it all
I sit to fail
I sit cos standing aint my wake
Be the grass painted green  
So I be colour blind

Fill me up and let me swell
Be my poison
Be my will
For I am me and me am I
The world goes spinning
A wait until I ???

The glass stands empty
Waiting for the fill
Another me
Another you
Another had it all
Until