Am I afraid of dying or
Am I afraid of living...

Take me away
To a far away island...

I'm sick and tired of trying to hold on
I think I might let go...

Scars are a way of expressing yourself
Sometimes in a good way...

Cut away the pain
Cut away the fears...

I think its so sweet
How she loves this girl...

I look into her eyes
And see more...

I miss the way
We used to talk...

I love tattoos
They let you express...

I try so hard
To please Her...

I cry myself to sleep
Hoping that someday...

The room is white
I hear a clock...