I'm so tired of listening to the same track
of everyone's voice
The clouds look like fire on waves
right as the sun sets
I'm all alone, thinking of you
when the stars roar their light,
and the moon hugs onto the thread of
the darkness
I cannot help but contemplate tragedy
because it seems as if it follows me around

We all have to move along,
let go and let live seems so sad to me
because the only time I could ever do that
is when I'm dizzy and ditzy.
I never quite saved myself,
I only left myself behind