This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintentional.

Physical expression
Why did you turn your back on me?
Stunned, dazed, I loathe the choice you've made
Stone cold, you gaze back at me
How I tried to persuade you of my reality
All in vain, deafened by all my pain
Stunned, dazed, I loathe the choice you've made
Even the blind could say
Despair is written in your eyes
In time the wounds will heal
Stepping out won't serve you right
Now I'm in the middle of the night
Now I'm in the middle of the night
I'll have to face the truth now
Despair is all that serves me right
In time I'll only fade away
Become the shadow of today
Is it love?
Despair is all that serves me right
Desperate for pone
Despair is all that serves me right
No, I've come too late


You and I
I still don't have food
You call me a loser

I'm back and I'm free
I'm back and I'm free
I still don't have food
Even the blind could say
Despair is written in your eyes
Entangled wounds would heal
Stepping out won't serve you right
No, I'll have to face the truth now
Despair is all that serves me right
It's time I only fade away
Become the shadow of today
It's time I only fade away
Become the shadow of today