Destroying everything that's fine
And everything that's whole,
Through the pieces of the withered mind
And pieces of the soul.
In the broken parts of my own heart,
My dreams have come undone,
And my shattered thoughts have fall'n apart
With pain and hurt to come.
My secrets soon start breaking,
And my memory will fly,
And my heart will then start aching
From the pain this will apply.
And the joyous laughter that you hear
Will never be the same,
For each ounce of pain in every tear
Is calling out my name.
But, it seems it never starts to slow,
To you're surpise you find,
From now till death, you'll know,
What a lie does to the mind |