Poem
Disturbed - 《Music as a Weapon II》
Overbearing panic attack entrenching my veins
I pray this pain will go away permanently someday
And move on into your own
Reoccurring drowning effect entrenching my brain
I hope you'll be ok someday
So I can say that you moved on in the right way
WE'VE lived this on our own
And move on into your own
And move on into your own
And move on into your own
And move on into your own