Crippled now my hands as my days fade away

once lived a colored life quickly turned to grey

no matter how hard I try nothing stays the same

maybe it would be better left alon

idiot

spinning round and around as my hands leave my side

I know that I've got a choice though it's dampened by my pride

All the day couldn't count and life passed me by

I should just leave this alone

my eyes roll back in my head so I can see my mind

the cuts I got will heal you see but the scars just swell in time

and we rise to our occasions detered by our shame

blinded by your stupid visions just too great to obtain