Its Called Defunct

How sad is the saddest sad That only the saddest sad can tell how deep it run. Through the blood stream of the heart and through The conscious mind So that it gives a little echo inside... Lonleyness is the key. The key to a thousand lost memorys. As you cry a million tears as you think how it could've... Been ,how it deserved a loving warm embrase. How you could have given sumting so piculiar yet joyfull You could have given it more time You could have put in more effort But... instead you let it drift away far into the atmosfeer Now... you find yourself craying a million tears For a thousand lost memorys