My heart drags me down to an endless hole in the ground
My blood has flown out of me and there's no beauty left to be found
I regret the day when feelings became more important to me
The queens crown has fallen and I'll never be the same
I lost the person who I thought I was and afraid never to find her again
My hopeless days I thought I lost have captured me back in their cristal box and they assured me that they would never leave me alone in vain
My hate rises against my reflection in the water of my eyes
For just a moment I insisted on staring death back in his disguise
How can my soul bleed dry with no fucking answers in my mind
I fear my heart of what it has become - I always wanted to find my home - But my home is too akward to be my home
Or am I too akward?