chill wrapped around neck
slamming doors thrive on sadness
weekends of affection ,leave you empty
with gladness
there urgency in all i see
all that this mind put to

hell grows deeper
all in all ,all in all a fuss
i grow weaker
hiding in the deep dark past
thers urgency in all i see
all that this mind put to.
chorus:

sometimes i thought we' made it now
nothing to loose i've got nothing to choose
i opened my eyes to find
i was so blind
just do it again

sometimes i thought it was time
to open up my eyes