I cannot keep lying to myself
I find, though, that there is no other way
To keep myself from crying out for help
To make myself go on another day
I gaze upon the stars to search for love
Not within myself; it's not in there
I wonder why the symbol is a dove
If it will only be caught in a snare
'No matter what,' they say, 'it will not help'
But I find that I can't keep it inside
The pain makes me forget about myself
And all the terror that I try to hide
I cannot stop, can't keep my thoughts at bay
For if I do, my life will slip away