In

Slow motion don't say anything

Better left unsaid, refrain as she always did

Pretty words I read them from a book

Expressing her fits, she's only worthy if perfect

Nothing's what it seems

Cavilliar and sadistically

Smile she fronted, in the making of a fine way to an end

She stubbornly will not give in, in, in

She's worn thin

Close your eyes so your ears can see

Black hearts appear in nightmare or daydream 'cause

When she smiles, it's just a low grade attempt

Of hiding the truth of what's real and what's pretend

So nothing's what it seems

Pixilated memories

Smile she fronted, in the making of a fine way to an end

She stubbornly will not give in, in, in

She's worn thin

Help for this girl's in trouble

Something's gone missing

Something within me

A love for a pasion

Emotions crashing

And nothing is working

She turns for a final farewell with her chin down

A tear rolling slowly

She'll ask before going

What is believing if no one can see me and nobody knows me

nobody holds me?

Open up your eyes for a safe land

She's falling, she's falling, she's falling

in, in, in, in

She's worn thin