Written by: billy bier

My lonely heart, it beats so loudly.

My ears, they bleed.

My eyes show the sadness of the tempo,

My face shows the depth of this disease.

Why is there no one to help me,

Cutting away at this thing that beats.

My emptyness, now overwhelms and blinds me,

so here i will stay, within these walls that confine me,

alone, and inches away from my key.