The Lived is a waste of time
I'd rather be dead

As the rain falls
I move on
looking for a way
a way out of the maze

Death is one thing
homework is worse

I feel happy for once in my life
I feel calm nice and sweet
oh well it's over now
time to get the axe

Death is one thing
murder is another

Darkness comes
darkness falls
ether way
it's still your fault

Don't get over him
he'll get over you
then we'll see who's laughing

The voice is calling, you can't hear it can you?

It's singing a song to me
tangled in my heart
a song so beatiful it kills me inside
marking it place to stay
my heart pumps with the beat
the beat is crule
it shadows my heart
taking it away
It sings it to me
making me come
making me calm

This feeling builds up inside of me
a feeling of hate
I can't shake it off
not a single bit
I feel so dark,so evil inside of me
this feeling must stop, but who is there to help me?