Oh oh oh
I fell into his hands again
His sweet embrace
There's a feeling now that wasn't there then

If only I could I see
What he is doing to me
And it just might be crazy
To say I still love him

His ghost haunts me
And my ghost haunts him

And I'm sorry
That I had to go
I hope you know that
I want to come back
I had to go
I hope you know that
I want to come back

Back, back, back, back, back
Back to you

You want me in your arms
But baby
I won't fall in your hands again
My sweet embrace
oh oh oh

I had to go
I hope you know that
I want to come back
I had to go
I hope you know that
I want to come back

Back, back, back, back, back
Back to you

trapped in the closet with my skeletons
she tried to get out when I tried to get in
now I'm feeling all these colors in my lungs
and now I'm feeling these words hitting my tongue
uh-oh.

I don't even know my name anymore
I can't even look in your eyes anymore
don't know if i can save anyone but i
will try, try, try
until it is no more
uh-oh.

Dear Society,
How does one recover?
After panic
After seeing friends you knew so well
Get a bullet pierced through their ribs and fall to the ground
After running constantly to try and save yourself
Save others
My brother wrote a poem
On the back cover of his note book:
Falling rain does not remember
All the feelings that I had
With a gun in my hand
I felt as powerful
As I did powerless
These automatic weapons
Are the easy way out
We are angry
Yet if you fight with violence
I see you as a coward
I shun you will silence
And non violent protests
Falling rain did not remember
Falling rain came flooding through the sky
I will not stand alone tonight.

I walked upon
an empty grave
gravely sobbing
of lost hopes
hoping to throw its ghost against
the people
they ran, knowing nothing but the status quo
angry with themselves
suffering in denial.
suffering in a gas station parking lot, I
am waiting to hit the floor
wating for,
wait, what am I waiting for?
the silence to be filled back with people, even though
there is a constant fear of people
I'd rather be in fear than be alone
with nothing but a cigarette and heartache
I felt drowned out by the rain
but don't be mistaken
the rain falls from my eyes hitting the ground
so loud
that silence goes quiet
and there is nothing
but city lights
and the air
and all the people
and everything else there was before