I sit under the
Crimson Trees
Just a forgotten soul
That no one sees
Just a mute voice
That no one hears
As I cry my
Crimson Tears
I wish they'd see me
and be my saviors
as I drown in
these crimson tears
I wish they'd hear me
As I lose sanity
Consumed and lost
In my crimson fears
But no one cares
No one tries
Too busy playing
A charade of lies
They walk past me,
Through me
Cause I'm but trivial
Like a drop in a sea
They are blind to
My crimson marks
As they throttle
My crimson cries
Watching me suffer
As I drive the knife
Piercing deeper
Into my thighs
So for now,I sit under
The crimson trees
Just a forgotten soul
That no one sees
Just a mute voice
That no one hears
As I cry my
Final crimson tears.....
