Tears are streaming down his eyes

Under the desk lays a broken boy

Emptiness contains an empty room

Nobody asks the question why

Under the desk lies the broken boy

He screams in pain he’s fit for none

Nobody wants the question why

Moans and screams meet one’s demise

He screams in pain he’s fit for none

The boy can’t stop he cries for lies

Moans and screams meet one’s demise 

Till satisfaction brings

The boy must stop he cries with lies

Emptiness contains one empty room

Till satisfaction cannot bring

Tears are streaming down my eyes