dig the razor into the wrist
and quickly slash it down...

Ive lost it all
my pride my soul...

I grabbed my child around the neck
put a pillow on his head...

take it all away from me
just throw it all away...

i hold the bible in my hand
the cross around my neck...

My Hands Are shaking
im clenching the gun...

once again the blood flows
the voices start to scream...

ill always be by your side
and try and be there for you...

I cant take them anymore
for the illness i have there is no cure...

Just bones and blood beneath my skin
no inner child no soul within...

He is just another myth
Another thorn on the rose...

I’m lost and alone again
I can no longer find my way...