Trying hard to enjoy the night, to make the best of my time
And I would k** to know what it's like to feel tonight
With each cold sip of life, which helps to numb the pain
Each touch of the gla** to my lips, helps ease the strain.
It's been so long, it's been so much
Though I would shudder at your sight
I would still shatter at your touch
For I feel like ice this evening, walking down the stairs/stares
Hidding my face into the basement, as if anyone cares.
That oh I'm out tonight. I'm out to try to live tonight.
For tomorrow it may seem as though I never did.
It's been so long, it's been so much
Though I would shudder at your sight
I would still shatter at your touch
I remember December in Windsor, 2002
I remember feeling much older, than twenty-two
The season was cold, and I was alone, developing tastes for poisons.
This was my old haunt, and it haunted me still.