I burnt the pictures I burnt the pages of my life, I let go and forgot, forgot about my horrible suicide, about my lost soul, why does everything seem so cold? what have I become I never wanted to think this way but I have to believe what I say even when it's so horribly wrong lift me up, let me live! I can't remember what life is! SAVE me from myself from the blade that rips my skin and the pill in my mouth.. HELP me! take my hand don't let go believe in me!
Then reality hits know one's even there to pull me up sick and twisted forgotten and alone I will believe for that one person that holds on.
