8BitStitchPunk

This dusty room gets duller With every passing day, The sunshine's lost its golden glow, All colors fade to gray, As I sit in silence, numbering The days you've been away...I sit here in the darkness, waiting, But even now, my hopes are fading, And bit by bit, my mind is breaking As the years go creeping by...My heart's gone black, my soul's decaying, Corrupted by the endless waiting, Depressed no more, I've started hating You, who left me here to die!And so I spend the hours pacing, Plotting, scheming, contemplating, Eagerly anticipating The day that you'll come back...For when you do, I'll be here, waiting In the shadows, eyes agleam, A ...

This dusty room gets duller With every passing day, The sunshine's lost its golden glow, All colors fade to gray, As I sit in silence, numbering The days you've been away...I sit here in the darkness, waiting, But even now, my hopes are fading, And bit by bit, my mind is breaking As the years go creeping by...My heart's gone black, my soul's decaying, Corrupted by the endless waiting, Depressed no more, I've started hating You, who left me here to die!And so I spend the hours pacing, Plotting, scheming, contemplating, Eagerly anticipating The day that you'll come back...For when you do, I'll be here, waiting In the shadows, eyes agleam, A ...