Jeg hader, at du stadig har kontrol over mig, efter så mange dage. You still remain, where I wish you didn't. Du er fri, jeg er fanget. Jeg kan ikke huske hvornår jeg sidst var herre over mine handlinger og følelser. Stop haunting me. )': "I had a pocket full of dreams, but I gave them all to you. Now I think I want them back, so can you tell me if I'm crazy or confused?"
Gå væk. Tænk på positive ting, tænk på Joy, tænk på hvor godt du havde det tidligere. Don't feed the pain.
I need to believe
But I still want more
With the cuts and the bruises
Don't close the door
On what you adore
Faith, it drives me away
But it turns me on
Like a strangers love
It rockets through the universe
It fuels the lies, it feeds the curse
We, too, could be glorious.
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