I have this little game you see
about knives & drugs & blood &me...

Forever unlucky
cuz i own tomorrow...

I see him everyday
i hear his fake laugh...

I mar my appearance
i destroy my skin...

I see through their weaved disguise
i see the sorrow behind their eyes...

A week and two days
that's how long its been...

The questions asked
the glares thrown at me...

I think about all that i said
yet i feel even more dead...

I closed my mind..
i chose not to tell...

So close yet so far away
so present but invisible...

Do you remember...
way back when...

Star light, star bright
dare i make this wish tonight...