Fargo: -singing-

Oh, I hope some day I'll make it out of here....

Even if it takes all night or a hundred years...

Need a place to hide, but I can't find one near..

Wanna feel alive,

outside I can fight my fear

Isn't it lovely,

all alone?

Heart made of glass,

my mind of stone

Tear me to pieces,

skin to bone

Hello,

welcome home~

William:-listens and sighs, hits head on wall gently and grits teeth-