Greg Dills (WurtzBurg, Germany)

Let me out
shut the pain out
i lay in my bed
thinking of this story of my life,
As day's grow by my heart grow's old
day's go by, They seem to be shy,
By the end of these day's this is just a story of a broken soul,
I can't beleive i have gone this fast in my lifetime,
I beg of you to shut me down,
I beg for you to pull the chord i beg you to end this pain,
You sometimes wonder whats going on with me your just a pathetic soul