Babies bleed, left to die from clouds of hate
It's not my fault; it's you that makes me how I am
Why should I care, it's my right
It's not my future anymore
Victorious skies leave their mark
When a boy loves a girl he says I'll be near you, for hours at a time
Stand still, two-person selfishness fails, I'll be happy
Caught you whispering
Victorious skies leave their mark