| Scars |
| And when the blood had dried And you're still alive Thing of me as you gently cry And think of how you've just hurt me, More than you'll ever hurt yourself. Because for every scar upon your arms Think of twelve upon my heart. It's bleeding just for you. |
| My lonely companion |
| Oh so great are my fantasies, They are so much better than reality, That is why all this means nothing to me, None of its real, just like my fantasies. You can pull my hair and do what you like, Because in my world your nothing but shite, Your lower than the ground my two feet tread. But right now im walking on stars, With the moon as my lonely companion. |
| To Feel Loved |
| To spend eternity lost in love To never feel alone To feel your warmth beside me always I'd give my heart and soul |
| Your Lips |
| Sweet and ripe Your lips in the half-light Beautiful and exotic Malicious yet errotic I love your lips so red. |