Yeah, today was pretty bad. Your best friend made you mad. You had all these plans, that seemed so entact. But they all fell through, as a matter of fact. But you met new people tonight, and as you feel the warm embrace of the night, dream; everything is alright.
If life was a boxing match; you'd be winning the fight.
...so i watch my body turn, it glistens as it burns. Once blue, my eyes ablaze, to her i turn my gaze. Our eyes will lock at last; the moment shall pass; then i will be one with ash.