Skies are crying, I am watching, catching teadrops in my hands. Only silence, has it's ending, like we never had a chance. Do you have to make me feel like. there's nothing left of me? You can take everything I have, you can break everything I am, like I'm made of glass, like I'm made of paper. Go on and try to tear me down, I will be rising from the ground, like a skyscraper.