Severed tears, broken , lost loves, it never asked.

nights, bright lights, , enjoy it while it lasts.

suns, , death and , that is what enclasps.

Empty , filled , , , and .

wrists, broken hearts, needless hurt, is this all we’re worth?

I say we should be this .

Nevermore I we stay this way.

, , and repeat.

With this the , hurt, and death, we will defeat.