I think I'll make a picture,
A picture with a twist,
I think I'll use a razor and the canvas is my wrist

Trickle, trickle,
Blood drips down my arms.
Now I'm waiting to hear,
The amublance alarms.

I hate when people ask if I'm okay,

It's just another reminder that I'm not.

One tear, Two tears, Three tears, Four.
I dont think I can take this any more.
Five tears, Six tears, Seven Tears, Eight.
Now you'll help me? Well you're too late.

In a world full of people
You can lose sight of it all
And the darkness, inside you
Can make you feel so small

Think Not Of Tomorrow
Think Not Of Tomorrow
Its Bound To Be Worst Than Today.

Sex is when a guys communication
enters a girls information
to increase the population
for a younger generation
do u get the information

...or do u need a demonstration?

Look up for inspiration,
down for concentration
but don’t look side to side for information

I'm not crazy, just insane.

Rick: Write this down..
Tiffany: I dont have a pen...
Rick: Then rember it..
Tiffany: I dont have a brain
Rick: Then find a pen and write it down
Tiffany: If I dont have a brain, how can I learn how to write
Rick: Same way you learned how to talk!!