I've gathered all my lifetime memories of you. My lusty sentiments they made life seem true. I'm rather selfish and I mean to be unkind. You can't imagine what it does to me inside.
But where am I? I want to die. I want to live. I want to die. If I were someone I would like to be a fool. No one would know me and I think that would be cool.
I'd paint a picture of my life upon your wall. And use the colors that have made life seem small. But where am I? I want to die. I want to live. I want to die.
But you've got a way of understanding me. And I just call it one of your mysteries But you know that you've got to stay close to me, close to me. But where am I? I want to die.
But where am I? I want to die. I want to die. I want to give. I want to die.