The thought of being alone
Made her want to die...
The last to fall
evils final gate...
Tears from the sun rain down on me
The warmth turns cold as it drips...
I am the Angel of Death
I watch helplessly as the poor girl slept...
I remember it like yesterday
her singing to Brittany Spears...
What a pretty vein you are,
So beautifully long and blue...
We stood by the lockers,
laughing, talking, having fun...
As I lay here
Trying to sleep...
Have you ever wanted to go back in time and change...
I know I have the day my dad died...
I shall tell thee a story, It is of thy heart.
A young damsel whom I loved before, yet tore thine...
Sitting here getting high,
All I do is wait to die...
A little baby,
on a porch...