walks out in the morning sun places that are killing me slowly giggling at thoughts she has in the end its what is making me feel lowly stranger in my own head quivering with every step tireder with every breath heavier than drops of lead what do you get out of this violet violet violet sleeping through the whole day no more fun to go play petrified by sun ray doing whatever you say round and round down and down the sound hits the ground too loud breaks the peace below what do you get out of this violet violet violet 