You can keep you Surfboard and Sunnies,
I'll keep my Makeup and Skinny jeans...

Have you ever wanted to do something you know you...
Have you ever wanted to just let go be consumed by...

Is your hair Straigtened?
Is your hair Blonde enough...

Take note of the fire,
See how it burns...

7 lone rangers,
Stand upon a line...

The people that you knew till now,
The life that felt so short...

I hit the wall,
Thrown by fate...

I sit alone,
And slit my wrist...

I light this match,
And put flame to ground...

I laze upon this broken throne,
Cheap whiskey in my hand...

Jagged blade, lays on the table,
Just out of my reach...

Thick red flows,
From my black veins...