Where do you go?. When you're alone. And in your head. Why do they know you?. Is your story. Painted in red?. What do you see?. What do you dream. When you're awake?.
How I wish I could surrender my soul. Shed the clothes that become my skin. See the liar that burns within my needing. How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold.
There is an empty space in the chair tonight. Cause he don't feel right. There are stormclouds brewing at the back of his mind. As he steps outside. .
One day your story will be told. One of the lucky ones who's made his name. One day they'll make you glorious. beneath the lights of your deserved fame.
My life is brilliant. What? Was I too early?. Sorry. You wanna start over?. Keep Going? Ok. Now? Now?. . My life is brilliant. Your life's a joke. You're just pathetic.