"Crawling at the bottom of the darkest deep.
I wonder why things fall apart when I least expect it...
Sometimes I just want to leave it all behind,
move along into the crowd of normality.
Pull myself together...
Instead of pushing me of the edge and down the hole.
I just scratch the dirty walls of the devils den.
Screaming harder and harder trying to get out of this hell.
Living side by side with an angel
hurts on a daily basis.
How am I ever gonna supress my darkest sides?
Wake me up and take me in.
Nobody seems to see me drowning in my own skin..."

/Rob