I turn my twisted eyes to her
I try to breathe
I turn my twisted eyes to her
I try to scream
I turn my twisted eyes to her
I try to run
I turn my twisted eyes to her
I try to come
The pressure is too great to feel, the distance is too far
The weight upon my chest is waiting for me to cry
She walks across the room and does not see
My twisted soul and twisted frown that cast upon her eye
The weight upon my chest is waiting for me to die
I turn my twisted eyes to her
I try to breathe
I turn my twisted eyes to her
I try to scream
I turn my twisted eyes to her
I try to run
I turn my twisted eyes to her
I try to come