Blood death destruction
And if feelings come from the mind
Why does my heart ache?

Words that come to me at night
will never be the same as morning glory

She must be floating like a flower on the water
That clever yellow headed girl
And he's in love with her
And I love him

Blood death destruction
Thoughts of war and pain
Friends keep on calling
I keep shutting them away

Bathroom floor all bloody
My head spins like a ferris wheel
Children laughing at me
A man plays his guitar for me
I feel alive
I have died before
How much difference does it make?
none