I don't Believe in miracles
I don't believe in magic...

When I was young my mother would sing me a lullaby...
Because she knew without one i would cry...

It all happen to me at night
The stars shining on us so bright...

He had black nails the size of a piece of grass
And teeth as sharp as a broken glass...

He committed suicide around nine
But all that time i thought he was fine...

I guess i can say i fell for this kid
He made me feel love and happiness...

I just lay in the grass starring at the stars
Wondering where you are...

The whole world wants to know about us
Because us together no one can top...

The black lining from my tears that i cried
Is meant for you cause you never tried...

I like to hold your hands
Knowing with you my life would be grand...

I'm walking down a long dark road
A road with no lights or no one to hold...

Please don't be like me
Don't slice your arms just because of depression...