As the beauty of the day falls into obscurity,
I withdraw into my own little world,
My own little piece of bliss.
I no longer want to see the sun
I no longer want the chance at life
That is given to me each morning.
As the beauty of the day falls into obscurity,
I withdraw into my own little world,
My own little piece of bliss.
I no longer want to see the sun
I no longer want the chance at life
That is given to me each morning.