At every streetlight our shadows meet

My presious glittering object is at my throat

My eyes are crying my heart is screaming my soul is dieing

And once again your hands are around my throat...

Drying my tears with a blade

I try and try but still no one hears my screams...

You said you cared about me and the family, but why did you do those things to me?

You can't keep me alive if i'm already dead.

It's just me and the voices

I say my goodbyes, and i jump...