If I would take my leave, I always wondered who would be left in grief.
Who would miss the psychomaniac, the never ending rage.
I can’t believe that there is good within me.
Not one good thing within my heart.
I lost the caring me, I found the kind psycho.
But it remains so, so close to me.
The memory of what once was.
I should have noticed the million warnings.
Now I am left to fall.
But the longer I will stay.
The longer we all will stay the same…
Do you know I would cry for you.
Do you even know the things that I would do for you.
But every time I try, I fall for you.
I swear I want to fight, but what if I lose?
Two battles and I must choose.
But what if everyone can finally see.
That there is so much more then the battles before me.
There is a certain beauty hidden in a painfull smile.
There is a certain kind of sadness when you think you’ve seen it all.
So learn the lessons that are hidden beneath the shame of your loss.
And you might just pull it off.
I want to believe, that there is at least one good thing inside of me.
just one good thing within my heart.
I want to find the caring me, to be released from the Dark
But it remains so close to me
It’s just a memory I used to keep
I now listen to the warnings.
So I can be the man I want to be
And I wil always stay, to make the bad things go away…
So I once came here broken hearted.
My road was left uncharted.
And when everybody started.
I felt disregarded.
I now know it was pain that I went trough.
But here I stand.
I KNOW NOW WHAT TO DO!
To never be like you…