I woke up,
In the mirror I had my closeup.
There was a hole in my throat,
Fastly I slipped into my coat.
I went to the hospital,
I was worried I recall.
I gave the fault to Abra,
Who was able to the macabre.
I waked up,
In the mirror I had my closeup.
There was a hole in my throat,
Fastly I slipped into my coat.
I went to the hospital,
I was worried I recall.
I gave the fault to Abra,
Who was able to the macabre.
I waked up,
In the mirror I had my closeup.
There was a hole in my throat,
Fastly I slipped into my coat.
I went to the hospital,
I was worried I recall.
I gave the fault to Abra,
Who was able to the macabre.
I waked up,
In the mirror I had my closeup.
There was a hole in my throat,
Fastly I slipped into my coat.
I went to the hospital,
I was worried I recall.
I gave the fault to Abra,
Who was able to the macabre.
Emptiness fills my soul,
It takes a very great tole.
I try and try to fill the hole
but not enough love.....