What goes up, must come down
Unless your a helium balloon...

This class is so boring
What shall I do...

One:
Living out your life to find the best...

You dont know what Ive been through
So you can shut your mouth...

I hide away into my room
Slicing away the blood shown soon...

Throw some pills into your throat
Watch me as I wiggle and choke...

Lost in my head
I here these voices...

Shiftless, black and torn
My world crumbles...

There once was an apple tree
Where I could sit and think...

My lungs are tired from all the air
In and out through the nose...

No energy to fly away
No hurry to pack...

The sky is dark and my heart is cold
I guess i wasn't worth it not for you to hold...