My life is a ring of fire
My mind knows nothing of this desire
My prayers never seem to matter  
My thoughts always seems to break and shatter

My tongue is made of thorn
My conscience is the voice of scorn
My eyes are shards of red
My sorrow is proof of this life i've led

My spoken words, an endless bet
My apathy is what you get
My veins have been bitten and stung
My song will forever be left unsung

My sight has turned to black
My restraints are the only thing holding me back
My heart, it knows no pace
My lies always lead me further from grace

My bitterness is always sweet
My hope has fallen on the street
My smile is broken and blue
My tears swell up for the thought of you

My anger, could never be written on a list
My knife, it dances upon my wrist
My soul's a part of you
My dear...