- like a feeling that I'm down
down inside my heart
like I'm looking out through
splitting bloodred
windows in my heart
from a higher up than heaven
and a harder down than stone
shake the fear that always clawing
pulls me clawing down alone
as I spitting splitting bloodred
breaking windows in my heart
and the past is taunting
fear of ghosts
is forcing me apart
and the further I get
from the things that I care about
the less I care about
how much further away I get
- and the further I get
from the things that I care about
the less I care about
how much further away I get
I am lost again
with everything gone
and more alone
than I have ever been
I expect you to understand
to feel it too
but I know that even if you will
you cannot ever help me
nor can I
ever help you- ever help you
- ever help you