The Color Of The Sun

I'm empty inside. Nothing left in me alive. Broken bones and bleeding blood. Torn apart by fucking love. Nothing matters, Not anyone. I Laugh, I walk, I talk, I cry. My raindrop tears fall from the sky. I'm sick of this, and sick of you, but there;s nothing left that I can do. There's this tightning in my chest, forget about the rest. I'm burning away, to ashes, dismay. Do you feel anything? I can't be without you, I can't breath without you. I'm empty inside. Nothing left in me alive. Broken bones, and bleeding blood, flowing, flowing, over the sun.