Of All the Wrong Things

Will you come to me for the one last time? Would you hold me this deformed body Will you wipe away my tears so shameful... Help me! Save me! From myself, once again Hold me! Save me! From this dark night Hold me! Save me! Till I can walk again Hold m

Just another saddened day break, again Where ever I lay my weary look I see memories, memories of pain In remembrance of this hell, I wake again Do you see all of this, all this pain Written on the wall, all of my agony I felt for long A saddened sun