Now that I'm used to you
ô what I am turning to?
In this dark..
I was lost into a midst of doll people
Cursed life every time they made a giggle
Got bored of being life s slave
I walked away to my lonesome cave
And then your light shined through my door
It was so white that crossed my core
I looked for you, saw you on the montain s top
To climb to you I had to drink from pain s cup
When I got near you, my hands were full of dirt
I cannot touch you, I may spoil your imminent light
I am cursed by life and I'm very, very tired..
