Can anyone ever tell? What is like to be like this. Do you still ever see? The difference between cold and empty Crashing on to this wall Will somebody help me out now? Decisions for everyday Are getting harder and harder No cant go on being like this The stars are waiting for me Blood drifts in my hands As these passing days smile back at me The hands of time Keeps on puncturing my heart Im crashing! crush my heart! Easy come and easy go Nothing fine was left beside me Fast falling forward to this Black hole mind that eats my senses Well i guess, its over now Beautiful as what it may seem So i lay myself to sleep now Blood drifts in my hands As these passing days smile back at me The hands of time Keeps on puncturing my heart Im crashing! crush my! Youre puncturing. youre crushing my. Crush my heart! crushing my heart! Being like this! No i cant go being like this! No i cant go being like this! Puncturing! Crushing my heart!