Things      As the rain keeps pouring down, everything's so sad and cold   Learning to live with it all, learning to live with it all   Sometimes it seemes like it all stands still   Sometimes it feels like, my own will      Awaiting it all to come, damaged as life upon   Never will we be free, TORTURED!   All the tears that we've shed, reflecting ourselves within   Pale, white, by myself outburned..      The things we touch makes us feel nothing more than   Than the shiver down our spines   The things we touch makes us feel nothing more than   Than the shiver down our spines      All the tears that we've shed, reflecting our selves within   Pale, white, by myself outburned..      As the rain keeps pouring down, everything's so sad and cold   Learning to live with it all, learning to live with it all   Sometimes it seemes like it all stands still   Sometimes it feels like, my own will      The things we touch makes us feel nothing more than   Than the shiver down our spines   The things we touch makes us feel nothing more than   Than the shiver down our spines