Is it to much to ask to be like a father an daughter should be?

Excuse me, but could i have my life back?

Once again i've said what i've had to say but you still don't listen

You may not see, but because of you i'm lying in my own blood

The sound of screaming souls echos through my mind

Inside is a girl ripping her heart into shreds

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...