saying hello you.
hey why you look so worried.
whatÂ’s so wrong with you.
i felt something evil.
lying in my room.
it makes me really scared.
donÂ’t you feel it too.
i know, it donÂ’t really matter.
does it really matter.
if we go insane, my darling.
do we always stick together.
does it really matter.
if we go insane, my darling.
if what i feel is the only truth.
and what i give out will make
up what i'll receive.
can i still leave behind
my naivete of youth?
will i be crucified for
wanting to believe?