Grey cover, I sit here in despair,
Feeling empty I watch the world in hate,
Living life like I want to run out of time,
Hating this and feeling left behind.

Something tells me we are just here as puppets,
Letting some great force play with our minds,
You can see It laughing at our pathetic lives,
You can see It smile whenever another person dies.

Sitting here and following the little line of happiness,
I know this is sure to end,
No one is ever always happy without thoughts of death (She grins),
Maybe in my Hellhole of burning regret.

Sitting here upset and lost,
I can't make decisions,
I just want to wake up,
And feel someone under me to pick up my worries and pain,
To have someone that completely understands your insanity,
To have someone to feel your heartbeat when you are laying there asleep,
To finally know that you are not alone and not fucked by this world.