Boredom is the enemy of happiness
Violence is synonymous with loneliness
Expectations are memories of tomorrow
Dancing is suicide with you
You can be my own Epiphany
Finally my very own Epiphany
Loving is different than falling in love
Apathy is kind of like dying
Your prayers are echoing through history
Dancing is suicide with you
You can be my own Epiphany
Finally my very own Epiphany
You can be my own Epiphany
Finally my very own Epiphany