The Unwanted Project: You Are My Sorrow


There is no place I could call home.
In my dreams we run outside in black snow.
You. Me.

You are my sorrow. My reason to die tomorrow.
You are my sorrow. This tale never ends.
You are my sorrow. My reason to die alone.
You are my sorrow. This pain will never end. You are my sorrow.

I Left all of my mind in stone.
Still dreaming of us living on our own.
You. Me.

We just can't go back... Go back home.
I'm leaving. I will not be somewhere I'm told...
To be.

My... My name will not be in my grave.
My... My shame will not be with my name.
My... My rage will not be known in days.
My... My soul... My soul will not be saved.