Talking In Third Person

Born under the moon on the cloudiest of nights
Wailing in misery from the darkness inside
Now flailing in the darkness where no one else can find
She’s hidden inside her very own mind

We come into this world
They say it’s such a happy day
But what they didn’t tell us
Is that we’ll never be okay

Because somewhere in this life
Is something sinister
It’s gonna creep up on you
So you’d better beware

She’s lost and delusional, she’s lost and confused
As the world is spinning twice as fast as it should
A timid little girl, who’s suddenly sixteen
Life itself is a time machine

Born under the moon on the cloudiest of nights
Wailing in misery from the darkness inside
Now flailing in the darkness where no one else can find
She’s hidden inside her very own mind

She started to deteriorate the day she was born
Now she feels that no one can help her
But you’ve got to help her before she goes insane
Or she’s going to pull the trigger today

Last years wishes are this years disappointments
As a lifetime of Happy New Years all came and went
She’s given up everything she’s been hoping for
Now her dream home is the morgue