Dreams of youI'm distant silence, despising moodEternal pleading, tons of woundsGrowing up is just having new fearsUntill the poison starts to killAnd all we'll rememberAre bribes of dialogueThe portrait of my selfless shadeWithers and crumbles as our feelings fadeThe music box is shutAnd now our lullaby is deadAnd all i can figure outAre ways to die aloneAll i can sayIs that it's awful to partIt was all just a taleDreams of you are the only way to let the truth be heardIn dreams of you, loneliness is just a thing we shareDreams of us are the only way to let the truth be heardI guess i dream alone...
Good work and seriously disturbing concept!