Grabbing the blade
don't be afraid...

Drip drop
I hear the pitter patter of rain drops...

He wanted it to end
Even though they hurt him...

Your fingers trace my palm
As my hand runs against your cheek...

These are fragile times we're living in
and i think I'm falling apart...

Tears falling from my eyes
Crying to the deep blue skies...

Broken are the dreams I seek
Hidden at the bottom of the peak...

Nine stories up looks so much fun
look over the edge...

I look in the mirror what do i see
i see somebody that doesn't look like me...

My brother wants to kill me
Of this there is no doubt...

Why are you trying to show me up?
Why are you trying to upstage me...

You said you loved me
and i believed you...