fear is the weight we carry from the cradle straight to our graves and love is the treasure we bury pain alternates with pleasure in beautiful waves and you ve been watching me you say i emanate some strange magnetic power but don t be drawn to me i may be here today but soon black moss will cover over my dead body you ve been a lot of places left me forgotten by your side and maybe the feeling s baseless but something still stirs in me when i look in your eyes cause you ve been kind to me i never quite believed you when you said it s over well what is wrong with me i trusted youyou watched me open like a flower over my dead body3