There's nothing left
I used to cry
My conversation has run dry
that's what's going on.
Nothing's fine I'm torn.
I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
lying naked on the floor.
Illusion never changed
into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see
The perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
and I'm already torn. ♥