I can feel the night beginning,
seperate me from the living,
understanding me,
after all I've seen,
piecing every thought together,
find the words to make me better,
if I only knew.. how to pull myself apart.

All that I'm living for,
All that I'm dying for,
All that I can't ignore alone at night,
All that I'm wanted for,
Although I wanted more.
Lock the last open door, my ghosts are gaining on me.

I believe that dreams are sacred.
Take my darkest fears and play them
Like a lullaby,
Like a reason why,
Like a play of my obsessions,
Make me understand the lesson,
So I'll find myself,
So I won't be lost again.

Guess I thought I'd have to change the world to make you see me,
To be the one.
I could have run forever,
But how far would I have come
Without mourning your love?

Should it hurt to love you?
Should I feel like I do?
Should I lock the last open door,
My ghosts are gaining on me.

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The depth of you
Follows me
And I burn.