-- so this is how it has to end
by the stroke of the knife...

One, is just the starter
the burning liquid in my veins...

Contemplating her life, sitting on her bed
she stares at the sharp object that's overturned...

Smoke, drifting up through the sky
screams pouring through the air...

Breathing down my neck
he calls my name...

Her body lay on the red velvet bed
black roses covered her bust...

I didn't want to wake up today
i couldn't open my eyes...

When he comes to
me i get so afraid...

Please put the knife down
don't try to kill yourself...

We were going to get our pictures taken,
and you told me to fix up my face...

You cant help but cry
when you realized what you've done...

My angel, my sister
my best friend...