A shower of lonely tears fall from an addict
Self evaluation but stuck on one question
What have I become then lost in a life left imperfect
Yearning to love but fulfilling actions that contradict
Shooting venom into my own veins
All visions of happiness look deranged
Am I a stranger if I appear strange,
or just a victim of the way things change
Alone surrounded by people some refer to as fiends
I did you wrong in a world of broken crowns and lost kings
I'd give my life to rewind and change almost everything
but I'm a needle too late just lower my casket into sorrow, so serene
