It seems I need to find somewhere to stay
Where I can hide from the demanding twists of fate.
I grew tired of the life I had, sought to change,
But this world wouldn't let me, I saw only your face.
I heard your whisper the other day
Tempting, luring me back into that terrible place
Where you hurt me, oh yes, yes you do
And then you give me roses and wash away the proof.
I resisted, with borrowed strength and forgotten ways,
Hurting myself to heal myself
I've heard it makes you stronger, or so they say.
But the next step my dear, is hurting you
And I knew, I knew what that would do.
It would send you after me desperate in your chase
To find my soul and put it in its place...
So I found a deep dark corner in which to hide,
From what has to be simply fate, that we all die.
