If you are unhappy why live?
If you are happy why die...
His hands, throw my hair over one shoulder,
As he gets nearer and nearer it get colder...
"Little Red Riding Hood,
Don't go out into the wood"...
Tired just sitting here,
Need to loose it all again...
Beaten, lying in the black dust
Am I lost? Am I forgotten...
He said the best thing about me was my chest
my goth friend wants to put him to an eternal rest...
......Blood......
....Drips fast...
And went about your way.....
I was lying on the couch in a peaceful nights...
I thought by now the dreams would leave
That this memory would no longer bother me...
Cut my wrists and blood will fall.
I can not run, but yet I crawl...
The bright light beforeme,
turns to a firey red...
The sound of your voice pushes me on
I keep going, even though you're gone...