Do you ever want to cling to your tears?
To sit in the dark and to concentrate on fear?
Well, I have
And I have
Yes I have.
The petals -- behind that thorn -- have taken over my mind
Their delicacy catches me off guard
I try to keep my shadowed frown in place
It doesn't feel like it belongs on my face
Do you ever want to cling to your tears?
To sit in the dark and to concentrate of fear?
Well, I have
And I have
Yes I have.
Why the inner struggle?
You'd think that I'd choose happiness
But I feel the need to grow
And that's what pain is for I guess