Black, it's the color I feel
It's the skin that I peel
When I close my eyes
All these lonely frustrations
And no one understands me
These words they are all that I have
And all that I have doesn't want me
Ageless face of a timeless taste
Depressed at 19, it's so cliche
And the tears have been long dry
But the pain is still here
My god why can't you be real?
I need some relief and a reason to heal