There are so many of you.
When will you all die...

Can you smell the roses
through all the blood...

Don't cry to me.
I'm not here for this...

My eyes are closed, as I feel the breeze on my...
This kiss is so soft, so smooth. It feels good...

How many times have I done this?
How many times? I've lost count...

Don't you touch me anymore!
No, don't touch me, I said...

Each and every time I see you,
I want to die...again...

The rain is coming down.
Down, down, down on my eyes...

I've walked these streets so many times before...
No matter when, no matter how, no matter the...

I've held your hand before, time and time again.
Always, it's been warm, and soft. It's so...

(sigh. . . .!) I don't know. I don't know...
It was supposed to be so easy. Nothing, well maybe...

There are birds at my window. They want to come...
I want to go with them. I do want to go with them...