There's ether in the cloud at the bottom of the hill. Birthdays come and go, and they seal the deal. Feelings change with the wind, but time is real. It's a thief, and it likes to steal.
silver-lined clouds scream my name, the moonlight reflects at the window pane, the crisp night air calls me to it so i step outside and walk through it
anonymous poison, what did you expect? there's only one reason, we let you forget, but your torture and pain, was just a game, now it's our turn to ruin your name, so be prepared, for what's to come, the poison that hides, what you'll become
all around me are masked faces, they hide in places where nobody goes, and walk around fearless, because nobody knows, they wish to be normal, so they cover themselves up, except everyone's the same, they just think they're not enough