Pocky Boy - Yeule

She says that there are voices in her head

She talks to them but she knows they are dead

There was a time when she could tell

The difference between dream and life

But now she stands so quietly

Wishing she could leave us be

She says that there are voices in her head

She talks to them but she know they are dead

Once upon a time she dreamed that

She could feel her thoughts again

Instead she looks into the night talking to the ones who left her

Finally, finally die

Quietly, quietly die

Finally, finally die

Finally, finally die

Finally, finally die

Finally, finally die

Finally, quietly die

Quietly, quietly die

Finally, finally die

Finally, finally die

Hide me

Hide me

She says that there are voices in her head

She talks to them but she knows they are dead

There was a time when she could tell

The difference between dream and life

But now she stands so quietly

Wishing she could leave us be

Wishing she could leave us be