When It's me myself and I.
Sometimes I cry...

Staring at my gun.
My best friend, my nine millimeter...

You say I'm not your type?
Please enlighten me, what is your type...

If I ever had a reason to live, it was a reason...

Words cannot express the emotion I get when I see...
It doesn't feel like butterflies...

I was born into a life of lies where we're born to...