every day a little death

every day a little sting

we're only worth what we can buy...

in the heart and in the head

this new life wouldn't kill me immediately, but who am I without my others?

every move and every breath
and you hardly feel a thing

it's there, waiting. but i can't get it out. everyone around me is feeling, and i can't. all i want is one good cry.

brings a perfect little death

she knows.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QKqw7VK9CYE