How did we end up so far from each other?
I can't see my right side. My eyes are hurting and I've been taking drugs again. My twisted persona won't leave me alone, she keeps poisoning my thoughts. The only thing I can do to stop her is to poison my body, somehow.
Moonlight, shining down my home. My body, dead inside. My spirit, burning low.
Moonlight, shining down my home. Smoking paper cuts. Colder as it flows.
Moon, crashing down my rıoom. Flat lines, silver bright. Not over you yet inside.
If only I could find a way to find your realiti...