Where the heck am I? No matter.
I tried to break the twine, only to find that it was stronger than it looked, but I could break the
bonds on my ankles. I quickly did so and hit Laura, whom was on my right with a twisting kick, and twisted my body around on the bed so that I could remove the twine holding my hands with my feet, which for some reason were bare. Another thing to ponder later. After I freed my hands, which had only taken a few seconds, Laurence rushed at me with a dagger. I jumped to the side and slapped him across the face. His head snapped around from the force of the blow, but he still managed to throw a clumsy punch that I ducked under, driving up my knee to where it hurts the most. Immediately I was up running out of the room. Part of me won't go away Everyday reminded how much I hate it Weighted against the consequences Can't live without it so it's senseless
"Aria! Please, don't do this!" I jumped off the bed and run out the door, glancing both ways down the corridor, I turn and run down the hall on my left, dodging the Bakemon that tried to grab me, but my shoulder still got cut by his attack. I hiss in pain and keep running, jumping over a chair.
A little girl, no older that seven closes the door to a room, the room is empty except for a single chair, there is another girl sitting tied in that chair, this girl looks to be about ten, her face is lightly swollen, and it looks like she has been in a fight. "Aria, you don't have to do this!" The younger occupant of the room smirks, and takes a knife out of her pocket. "Oh, but I do."
Wanna cut it out of my soul
And just live with a gaping hole Take control of my life And wash out all the burnt taste
Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I put on a burst of speed as I notice that Laura, having recovered from my half-hearted kick has almost caught up to me. I glance down a hall as I pass and almost start to cry.
"Milai, promise me that no matter what, you'll always be my friend!"
The brunette smiles at the little girl holding out her pinkie to her. "I promise! Friends forever!" A childish giggle escapes the petite mass of red curls, and the two hug each other.
I made the problems in the first place Hang my head low 'cause it's part of me Ya hardly see right next to the heart of me
Heard of me the routine scar
Laura catches up to me and punches me in the gut, kicking me in the face as I double over. Glancing back at the other hall, she smirks and starts to punch me again "Best friends, how cute. And what a way to show your friendship, to-" I cut her sentence off with a turning kick to the face, and follow up quickly with a hooking kick to the side of her head after didging the punch. "Shut. Up." Laurence shows up with that dagger. They sure know how to keep old wounds fresh.
Back to the two in the solitary room, The smaller of the two takes out a dagger. It is a rather beautiful dagger, with Egyptian markings along the blade, and a gold hilt. "Aria, you have been lied to! Please! I am your friend! You don't really think I would do such a thing, do you?" For her efforts the girl is rewarded by a malicious grin as the redhead drags the knife across her cheek.
New cuts cover where the old ones are And now I'm sick of this I can't stand the sandpaper thoughts that grade away on my sanity
I rather not even be then the man that's staring in the mirror through me
I turn and run; jumping over the piedmon that blocks my path. As I reach a fork, I glance down each way, and pick the darker corridor, for reasons unknown to me. I pass rows of cages, and a closet, which I duck into to catch my breath. I look around as my vision adjusts, and a mirror catches my eye, plunging me yet again into memories.
A small girl is sitting cross-legged on the floor, meditating. We see another person, or what looks like a person standing a little ways away from her, scrutinizing her. "It is time." The girl's eyes snap open, and she gives the figure in the corner a sharp nod, She walks out of the room, and glances in a mirror as she walks by, eyes taking in her proud, haughty walk. 'I will have revenge.' Cut myself free willingly Stop just what's killing me Cut myself free willingly
Stop just what's killing me
I hear Laurence run past, wait a few moments and walk out, grabbing a rapier that is conveniently sitting there as I go. I start running back the way I came, only to be greeted by a net falling on top of me. I immediately start slashing at it with my rapier, and as soon as I am out I start running, knowing that they will be here soon. Cut myself free willingly Stop just what's killing me Cut myself free willingly Stop just what's killing me
"Aria?"
"I did what had to be done." "Aria, she didn't do it. It was David." She spun on heel and just stared at him, her young mind unable to process this new information. I feel it everyday I feel I made my way I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside
Swallowing me
I stop running when I reach the fork. 'Left or right, left or right? It's been too long! I can't remember!' I pick the left corridor, not slowing though my muscles scream in protest.
A phone rings, and we hear a sleepy hello. "Tommy, help! I- Milai, I." "What? Arey, you aren't making any sense, what's wrong?" "I am a monster, Tom. I can't control myself anymore." It can't be frightening if you've never felt it Once it's been dealt with you feel like you've been touched by something angelic And then melted down into a pool of peace
Cease to be the animal you used to be
That same Bakemon is back, blocking my path, I count my steps as I run toward him, and get him with a flying sidekick. I pause to regain my balance, and keep running. Remove the broken parts you know were wrong And feel the karma when the problem's all gone And then you start to see another piece of yourself that you can't let be
And that reason'll last fight to free yourself
The girl in the corridor keeps going past the mirror, and opens a door, Inside the soon there is a girl with black hair spilling into her face, and dried blood crusting on her cheek, where it looks like someone cut her a few days ago. "Get up." She stares at the speaker, who then cuts her bonds. "Ar-" "Shut up." Take it to the depths of the bottom of the well And now you know you can choose to lose the part in your heart Where your insides bruise You can live if you're willing to
Put a stop to just what's killing you
The brunette is given a dagger, which she stares at wonderingly. "Fight me." Her head snaps up, and tears fill her eyes at the dead tone in her friend's voice. "Aria?" "Fight me. If you kill me, you go free." A solitary tear courses down her face. "I can't kill you." Cut myself free willingly Stop just what's killing me Cut myself free willingly Stop just what's killing me Cut myself free willingly Stop just what's killing me Cut myself free willingly
Stop just what's killing me
I run through a courtyard, there is a low table in the center, and for a second I think I see a bloodstain on it, But I realize that I am mistaken. A cherrymon is in the courtyard, and it snakes a vine around my ankle. It wraps more vines around me, tightening them. Tears prick at my eyes as I struggle to draw a breath. I feel it everyday I feel I made my way I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside Swallowing me I uselessly kick at the trunk of the massive tree; some part of my mind takes a sadistic pleasure in my pain.
"If you do not fight me, than you will die anyway." She throws the knife away. "Aria, if some part of you is still alive, I beg you, wake up! This isn't like you!" The seemingly emotionally dead girl snaps her fingers, and a cherrymon wraps some vines around her, and ties her to a table. I bite the vine closest to my mouth and breath quickly when the pressure lets off momentarily. When Cherrymon recovered, he drew the vines tighter than before, and I let out a scream. (Alive in me, inside of me, a part of me screams away silently This part of me won't go away, part of me won't go away Everywhere I look around I see how everyone ought to be Every time I see myself there's always something wrong with me Everywhere I look around I see how everyone ought to be Every time I see myself there's always something wrong with me) The young one advances on the table. Looking into her face, Milai despairs of her friend ever waking up. Her eyes light up with hope when she notices a twinge of pain in the eyes of her executioner. I feel it everyday I feel I made my way I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside
Swallowing me
"Aria! Stop. I will do it myself." Aria looks at her strangely, and nods her consent. Cherrymon lets go of her and Aria hands her the dagger. "Aria Cosmos, I release you from any blame on my death. Your hands are not bloodstained." I feel it everyday I feel I made my way I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside Swallowing me Blackness enroaches on my vision.
"Don't try to impress my with big words. Do it." Milai steadily meets her gaze. "Aishiteru, Amicus." With those last words she plunges the knife into her stomach, and falls to the ground.
My lungs scream for air, and the last thing I hear before the blackness takes me is Cherrymon's cackling. I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside, swallowing me
I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside, swallowing me
I tried to break the twine, only to find that it was stronger than it looked, but I could break the
bonds on my ankles. I quickly did so and hit Laura, whom was on my right with a twisting kick, and twisted my body around on the bed so that I could remove the twine holding my hands with my feet, which for some reason were bare. Another thing to ponder later. After I freed my hands, which had only taken a few seconds, Laurence rushed at me with a dagger. I jumped to the side and slapped him across the face. His head snapped around from the force of the blow, but he still managed to throw a clumsy punch that I ducked under, driving up my knee to where it hurts the most. Immediately I was up running out of the room. Part of me won't go away Everyday reminded how much I hate it Weighted against the consequences Can't live without it so it's senseless
"Aria! Please, don't do this!" I jumped off the bed and run out the door, glancing both ways down the corridor, I turn and run down the hall on my left, dodging the Bakemon that tried to grab me, but my shoulder still got cut by his attack. I hiss in pain and keep running, jumping over a chair.
A little girl, no older that seven closes the door to a room, the room is empty except for a single chair, there is another girl sitting tied in that chair, this girl looks to be about ten, her face is lightly swollen, and it looks like she has been in a fight. "Aria, you don't have to do this!" The younger occupant of the room smirks, and takes a knife out of her pocket. "Oh, but I do."
Wanna cut it out of my soul
And just live with a gaping hole Take control of my life And wash out all the burnt taste
Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I put on a burst of speed as I notice that Laura, having recovered from my half-hearted kick has almost caught up to me. I glance down a hall as I pass and almost start to cry.
"Milai, promise me that no matter what, you'll always be my friend!"
The brunette smiles at the little girl holding out her pinkie to her. "I promise! Friends forever!" A childish giggle escapes the petite mass of red curls, and the two hug each other.
I made the problems in the first place Hang my head low 'cause it's part of me Ya hardly see right next to the heart of me
Heard of me the routine scar
Laura catches up to me and punches me in the gut, kicking me in the face as I double over. Glancing back at the other hall, she smirks and starts to punch me again "Best friends, how cute. And what a way to show your friendship, to-" I cut her sentence off with a turning kick to the face, and follow up quickly with a hooking kick to the side of her head after didging the punch. "Shut. Up." Laurence shows up with that dagger. They sure know how to keep old wounds fresh.
Back to the two in the solitary room, The smaller of the two takes out a dagger. It is a rather beautiful dagger, with Egyptian markings along the blade, and a gold hilt. "Aria, you have been lied to! Please! I am your friend! You don't really think I would do such a thing, do you?" For her efforts the girl is rewarded by a malicious grin as the redhead drags the knife across her cheek.
New cuts cover where the old ones are And now I'm sick of this I can't stand the sandpaper thoughts that grade away on my sanity
I rather not even be then the man that's staring in the mirror through me
I turn and run; jumping over the piedmon that blocks my path. As I reach a fork, I glance down each way, and pick the darker corridor, for reasons unknown to me. I pass rows of cages, and a closet, which I duck into to catch my breath. I look around as my vision adjusts, and a mirror catches my eye, plunging me yet again into memories.
A small girl is sitting cross-legged on the floor, meditating. We see another person, or what looks like a person standing a little ways away from her, scrutinizing her. "It is time." The girl's eyes snap open, and she gives the figure in the corner a sharp nod, She walks out of the room, and glances in a mirror as she walks by, eyes taking in her proud, haughty walk. 'I will have revenge.' Cut myself free willingly Stop just what's killing me Cut myself free willingly
Stop just what's killing me
I hear Laurence run past, wait a few moments and walk out, grabbing a rapier that is conveniently sitting there as I go. I start running back the way I came, only to be greeted by a net falling on top of me. I immediately start slashing at it with my rapier, and as soon as I am out I start running, knowing that they will be here soon. Cut myself free willingly Stop just what's killing me Cut myself free willingly Stop just what's killing me
"Aria?"
"I did what had to be done." "Aria, she didn't do it. It was David." She spun on heel and just stared at him, her young mind unable to process this new information. I feel it everyday I feel I made my way I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside
Swallowing me
I stop running when I reach the fork. 'Left or right, left or right? It's been too long! I can't remember!' I pick the left corridor, not slowing though my muscles scream in protest.
A phone rings, and we hear a sleepy hello. "Tommy, help! I- Milai, I." "What? Arey, you aren't making any sense, what's wrong?" "I am a monster, Tom. I can't control myself anymore." It can't be frightening if you've never felt it Once it's been dealt with you feel like you've been touched by something angelic And then melted down into a pool of peace
Cease to be the animal you used to be
That same Bakemon is back, blocking my path, I count my steps as I run toward him, and get him with a flying sidekick. I pause to regain my balance, and keep running. Remove the broken parts you know were wrong And feel the karma when the problem's all gone And then you start to see another piece of yourself that you can't let be
And that reason'll last fight to free yourself
The girl in the corridor keeps going past the mirror, and opens a door, Inside the soon there is a girl with black hair spilling into her face, and dried blood crusting on her cheek, where it looks like someone cut her a few days ago. "Get up." She stares at the speaker, who then cuts her bonds. "Ar-" "Shut up." Take it to the depths of the bottom of the well And now you know you can choose to lose the part in your heart Where your insides bruise You can live if you're willing to
Put a stop to just what's killing you
The brunette is given a dagger, which she stares at wonderingly. "Fight me." Her head snaps up, and tears fill her eyes at the dead tone in her friend's voice. "Aria?" "Fight me. If you kill me, you go free." A solitary tear courses down her face. "I can't kill you." Cut myself free willingly Stop just what's killing me Cut myself free willingly Stop just what's killing me Cut myself free willingly Stop just what's killing me Cut myself free willingly
Stop just what's killing me
I run through a courtyard, there is a low table in the center, and for a second I think I see a bloodstain on it, But I realize that I am mistaken. A cherrymon is in the courtyard, and it snakes a vine around my ankle. It wraps more vines around me, tightening them. Tears prick at my eyes as I struggle to draw a breath. I feel it everyday I feel I made my way I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside Swallowing me I uselessly kick at the trunk of the massive tree; some part of my mind takes a sadistic pleasure in my pain.
"If you do not fight me, than you will die anyway." She throws the knife away. "Aria, if some part of you is still alive, I beg you, wake up! This isn't like you!" The seemingly emotionally dead girl snaps her fingers, and a cherrymon wraps some vines around her, and ties her to a table. I bite the vine closest to my mouth and breath quickly when the pressure lets off momentarily. When Cherrymon recovered, he drew the vines tighter than before, and I let out a scream. (Alive in me, inside of me, a part of me screams away silently This part of me won't go away, part of me won't go away Everywhere I look around I see how everyone ought to be Every time I see myself there's always something wrong with me Everywhere I look around I see how everyone ought to be Every time I see myself there's always something wrong with me) The young one advances on the table. Looking into her face, Milai despairs of her friend ever waking up. Her eyes light up with hope when she notices a twinge of pain in the eyes of her executioner. I feel it everyday I feel I made my way I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside
Swallowing me
"Aria! Stop. I will do it myself." Aria looks at her strangely, and nods her consent. Cherrymon lets go of her and Aria hands her the dagger. "Aria Cosmos, I release you from any blame on my death. Your hands are not bloodstained." I feel it everyday I feel I made my way I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside Swallowing me Blackness enroaches on my vision.
"Don't try to impress my with big words. Do it." Milai steadily meets her gaze. "Aishiteru, Amicus." With those last words she plunges the knife into her stomach, and falls to the ground.
My lungs scream for air, and the last thing I hear before the blackness takes me is Cherrymon's cackling. I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside, swallowing me
I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside, swallowing me