I weave pictures from the dark
To hide the truth what do you do
That scurry that you swore you herd under you bed
Was not just you imagination
Just check
But don't look to hard
Because if you do
you will see
And you don't want to see
You can't see
That whisper
That memory
That person
Is you fault
And you know it
That's why you
pretend you don't notice
that you can't see
But now matter how much you deny it
It will always be your fault
Why did you kill ME!
