Daggers to my throat
Knives to my wrist
Pills to my mouth

I can't live this life anymore
I just want to leave
I can only be happy, in the grave.

I’m in serious shit, I feel totally lost
I’m all mixed up, feeling cornered and rushed

Sick of living
Tired of trying to die.

I see life as a bomb
Goes off at any time (death)
Hurts many people around you (grief)
I must be a suicide bomber,
i know when i'm going to go off.

I forced myself to lie, That everything would be alright.

Becoming depressed is easy. but getting out of it is even harder

You caused my heart to break
you caused my arm to bleed
you caused my life to die

Seeing your face
i turn 2 the floor
i look up
follow the tears dripping down
turning around
there you are
screaming in my face

All that is left of me are my tears and screams