Grabbed the razor
moved beside the sink...

My life floated around my razor
it was my best mate...

Help me, help me please
my arms are ripped to shreds...

May the good lord keep you
wrapped up in his arms...

When your upset
don't turn to your friend the knife...

Behind my blue eyes
lots of things flow...

Locked up in the school toilets
her choice was now made...

Please listen to this true story
a story which happened to me...

Christmas isn't about toys
its hold something special for me...

I hate it when girls
are wanting to be thin...

God will watch you, if you believe
in life after death...

Sometimes we need
to take of and do our own things...