День (15 марта)был каким-то непонятным, поначалу всё вроде ладилось, но потом он стал каким-то тягучим. Было что-то радостное... но по дороге сюда, всё растерял, недотёпа... спать хочется...

Biding my time until the time is right
Biding my time until the time is right
Biding my time until the time is right
Biding my time...
It's time

Someone?
Someone inside me
Everyone against
Everyone beside me
Crawling away the pieces
Scrathing away the patches
One more, two more
Everyone, once more
One more, two more
Everyone, once more
Inside the places that I hide from you
I want to see you ?
You are the only that I would like to see before me

You want it! You need it!

No way!

I don't you?

I wanna die!
I rather die!
I wanna die!
I don't need you anymore!

My time!