Sympathetic Climate Control - Five Pointe O

Poor child

Cool steel on bone

Fold or follow

Abdicate through dire force

Poor child

Where have all your friends gone?

Little child

How does it feel to be alone?

Done deal, proves unsure.

Loss of guidance

Brings smiles of comfort forward

Escape harsh words by breaking their teeth

14 years of broken ribs and broken dreams

But is he satisfied?

His burden was chosen as the vessel broke in their eyes

Cannot take this anymore

Were broken

(why i feel alone)

With closed eyes

(why i feel alone)

And were born

(why i feel alone)

To die, why