Your value to me is less than zero. A chain of reactions begins to coil. Bring me up to code or I will crumble under your eyes. The pain that rejects me can't be cleared. The sorrow you felt should never be feared. Once I look behind again, we will fall down. And the sun looks down for my blood to boil. And the chain of reactions begin to coil. Turn around again and I've never been born. The core of my soul is torn.