The Hurricane

I have met too many people, I have known that from the start
I have wasted far too much and now there’s nothing in my heart
Signed a contract with the devil and he came to pick my soul
I have missed the crucial turning, now there’s nowhere left to go
I have sold the real things for a dose of bling bling
I have lost the game I didn’t even know I had played
I have gone too far and now there is no turning back
What I thought was rainbow turned out to be black

Outside my window I can hear a hurricane
There is no one here to hold me, and mom, I am scared
There are monsters living under my bed
I have seen them before — and not only in my head
When I look into the mirror I can’t see a reflection
When I look into the sky I can only see a fraction
For so long I have been gone that I forgot the way back
What I thought was rainbow turned out to be black

Wrap your heart in a bag, throw it into the sea
Lose the key, get a deal, you can have everything
Sensoric deprivation, travel station to station,
Can you ever find the baggage you have left behind?
I have seen too much and now I wish I was blind
I have said too much and now there’s nothing left to hide
For so long I have travelled I forgot the way back
What I thought was rainbow turned out to be black