My concience prepares to scream
All reality turns into a dream...

There's nothing left
but shattered glass and safety pins...

Mother's sitting at the kitchen table, constantly...

Razor blade kisses upon her pale wrists...the...
Razor blade kisses upon her open arms...to prove...

I stand looking down from this 10 story...
Reminiscing back on those nightmares that brought...

The epitaph on my tombstone...
inscriptions of your last words...

Be the director of this play
writing lines you want me to say...

Congratulations,
I didn't see this coming at all...