My soul is empty
Just like my head
At least thats what he says
The monster, the beast
The force of evil
Im not perfect
I should be
At least thats what Im told
I wanna run away
Far away from here
Where I'm loved
If that place is anywhere
The question 'why' runs over in my head
This echo of questions
Branded in my mind
Should I grab that blade?
Make the red river
Carry away my troubles
Who would care
I'll float away in that river of red
With my problems
At my feet
And a headstone on my grave
Written on grey
Carved in stone
My name
That will soon be forgotten
