Lost soul yr hearts turnd, yr vains run dry, no more tearz in yr eyes. Uve blown no more cryz no more pains, 2 my supriz im stil alive. N nw hav c*m 2 realiz death is nt wer life lyz. So life isnt a peace of pie, but smilez, frowns, cry, mizary, joy, pain. The sun can't always shine. It must rain. Lost souls yr lifz ly in eachotherz lifz. If u thort u r on yr own. wel dats a lie. Take my hand n i wil show u wer life lied.