How I wish I could surrender my soul, shed the clothes that become my skin, see the liar that burns within my needing. How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold. How I wish I had screamed out loud, instead I've found no meaning. I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain, all pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble. Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray. I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble. It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain. How I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind, hold memory close at hand, help me understand the years. How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell. How I wish I would save my soul, I'm so cold from fear.
