Dead ceiling Is what I guess he stared at when he heard For reasons In the depth of wildly whispered words Slow time beats In the morning pa**ed around it Although I can't make it better I'll catch you if you fall And I want to thank you for living Solitude And though I never told you How I felt I'm doing it now Crimson glow Burned out before it reached the fingers The first time in his life he let it go And what he could, and what he would Will be remembered Even though
I know I Can't do anything to change it You're standing On the brink of destiny She's crying Because the dad she once had is gone And if it don't get better You know who you can call And I want to thank you for living Solitude And though I never told you How I felt I'm doing it now Crimson glow Blew smoke in the reaper's face, come on, b**h For that you'll be remembered by me This breath I give to you won't be missed Crimson glow is lit again, in me, in me