Seek The Tarnish And You Shall Find

There Was A War Going On In Our House. A Silent War That Sounded No Guns, And The Bodies That Fell Were Only Wishes That Died And The Bullets Were Only Words And The Blood That Spilled Was Always Called Pride.

There Was A War Going On In Our House. A Silent War That Sounded No Guns, And The Bodies That Fell Were Only Wishes That Died And The Bullets Were Only Words And The Blood That Spilled Was Always Called Pride.

Love, Is An Unnatural Attachment To Another Living Thing. It's The Root Cause Of Most Personal Problems People Have.

Tragedy Had Sent Me Headlong Into Reality. All The Things I Had Seen Before Now Looked Different, Even Nature.

I Saw Myself Dancing Alone, Always Alone.