Dear dad do you remember me
do you think of me at night...

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

A child alone, so broken and cold
No more dreams, my soul is sold...

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...

Broken dreams
beneath the sorrow...

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

Theres blood on my hands...
its gone...

A tear dripps from my eye
and slowly down my face...

The Fear To Live
And the fear of death...

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

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