Do you cry for the life of an unborn child
Who’s face you have not seen...

Tin soldiers cry in the night
As you try to sleep...

People ask me why?
And I say to ease the pain...

Have you ever cut yourself?
felt the blood dripping down your fingers...

They are watching you.
They know you are failing...

I'm slipping backwards,
To a place I've been before...

You sit there waiting,
Wishing there's a reason...

I hold you softly in my hand,
And think of what is to come...

I came to you for help,
I was calling, reaching out to you...

I want to die,
And I can say that...

You are mocking us
And the way we cope...

Sometimes when I
feel really sad...