It is my fault
The guilt I try to stop
Your wooden eyes
Your creepy glorious smile
This time of year
I want to dissapear
To go away
To travel far away
Who are you to judge
Who are you to hide behind the line
Who are you to judge
Destroyed lungs
Black cats, my princess touch
I'll find the way
In things I love to hate
I'm flying away
This is my fault
