Beneath the pitch black memories of a precipitous fall
When I walk around at night I bleed tears
When I look at the stars at night I know they despise me
Despise me
You're strange in your own way
You're strange in your own way
I don't want to be alone with nervosa burning through my skin
I don't want to be alone with no ones name burning through my skin
I don't want to be alone with no ones burning through my skin
I don't want to be alone
I don't want to be alone