I don't want people to know I lay in bed at night and cry, or that I dream of suicide, and count the days until i die...
Stake my heart and claim your prize a broken soul that bought your lies
Bother me and become a thing in the past.
And in the box was a black rose, with a blood red needle thrust into its heart. And a note with a date, a time, and a place.
The young girl smiled knowing what sent her the box.
A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic
After everything we've been through, I would still take you back no matter what.
Delusion is the match that sparks the flame of insanity.
No matter how much you think you love somebody, you'll step back when the pool of their blood edges up too close.
Kiss my lips one last time
ur dark aura huging me that one last moment
tell me that you love me as i die in ur arms
but cherish me as i soon leave u behind in the distant past
Suicide is just a way of telling god "you cant fire me, I quit"!!
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