I should have known better, to see what I could see
My black shroud, holding down my feelings
A pillar for my enemies
I should have wrote a letter, and grieve what I happen to grieve
My black shroud, I never trust my feelings
I waited for the remedy
When I was three, three, maybe four
She left us at that video store
Oh, be my rest, be my fantasy
I’m light as a feather, I’m bright as the Oregon breeze
My black shroud, frightened by my feelings
I only wanna be a relief
No, I’m not a go-getter, the demon had a spell on me
My black shroud, captain of my feeling
The only thing I wanna believe