I̍̅̀̎̊f̵͖̜̉ͅ Ỵ̛̖͋͢o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇ C̵͉͋̔͞o̯̱̊͊͢ư̡͕̭̇l̙͖̑̾ͣḑ̴̞͛̒ R͉̜̎͡͠ẹ̿͋̒̕ā̤̓̍͘ḑ̴̞͛̒ M͉̅ͮ͒ͤy҉̃̀̋̑ M͉̅ͮ͒ͤỉ͔͖̜͌ṇ̤͛̒̍ḑ̴̞͛̒

If you could read my mind,

If you could read my mind, You'd see a thousand papers

If you could read my mind, You'd see a thousand papers Filled with broken poetries

If you could read my mind, You'd see a thousand papers Filled with broken poetries And deadbeat proses

If you could read my mind, You'd see a thousand papers Filled with broken poetries And deadbeat proses Full of woeful verses

If you could read my mind, You'd see a thousand papers Filled with broken poetries And deadbeat proses Full of woeful verses With mournful pieces

Of unfinished stories

Of unfinished stories That are yet to be written

Of unfinished stories That are yet to be written And failed to be spoken;

If you could read my mind,

If you could read my mind, You'd hear horrible screams

If you could read my mind, You'd hear horrible screams And earsplitting weeps

From shattered dreams,

From shattered dreams, Kept in a nasty notepad

From shattered dreams, Kept in a nasty notepad Scribbled on a bed

From shattered dreams, Kept in a nasty notepad Scribbled on a bed Of bloodstained words

From shattered dreams, Kept in a nasty notepad Scribbled on a bed Of bloodstained words Ringing through my head

If you could read my mind,

If you could read my mind, You'd see the shadows

If you could read my mind, You'd see the shadows That lurk within me;

You'd hear the bellows,

You'd hear the bellows, Screeching the words:

You'd hear the bellows, Screeching the words: "I'm tired"

You'd hear the bellows, Screeching the words: "I'm tired" "I'm a failure"

You'd hear the bellows, Screeching the words: "I'm tired." "I'm a failure." "I'm stupid."

You'd hear the bellows, Screeching the words: "I'm tired." "I'm a failure." "I'm stupid." It's pathetically foolish.

You'd hear the bellows, Screeching the words: "I'm tired." "I'm a failure." "I'm stupid." It's pathetically foolish. But it's also the truth.

If you could read my mind,

If you could read my mind, You'd feel the tears

If you could read my mind, You'd feel the tears I had ever failed to cry;

If you could read my mind, You'd feel the tears I had ever failed to cry; You'd see the people

If you could read my mind, You'd feel the tears I had ever failed to cry; You'd see the people Who make the weak weaker;

You'd see the monsters

You'd see the monsters That consume my head;

You'd see the monsters That consume my head; You'd hear the hollers

You'd see the monsters That consume my head; You'd hear the hollers That failed to be freed;

You'd see the monsters That consume my head; You'd hear the hollers That failed to be freed; You'd see the heart

You'd see the monsters That consume my head; You'd hear the hollers That failed to be freed; You'd see the heart That still bleeds and bleeds.

If you could read my mind,

If you could read my mind, You'd see the face

If you could read my mind, You'd see the face I've failed to show back then

If you could read my mind, You'd see the face I've failed to show back then The face I've faked back then.

If you could read my mind,

If you could read my mind, You'd see the character

If you could read my mind, You'd see the character I had ever failed to become

If you could read my mind,

If you could read my mind, You'd be able to read

If you could read my mind, You'd be able to read A book you never wished

If you could read my mind, You'd be able to read A book you never wished To touch and read

But sometimes I still wish

But sometimes I still wish Someone could read my mind.