Once again I'm back to hating life
only wishing again to pick up the knife...

Demented little girls
Run the streets...

The cold metal slides across my wrist
It feels so good I do it again...

So what If I'm not like the rest
Not close to what you call "the best&quot...

The room fills with fear
As I watch your eyes fill with tears...

I want to know what its like
To really be happy...

So deep that I didn't even bleed and caught me
Off guard, red handed...

What would you do;
If I said "I love you&quot...

Look at me now
from above...

I killed you with the same knife
I'm going to use to end my own my life...

I think of death
i dream of death...

I cut
My wrist again...