Death is the ultimate high,
How are you going to die...
Mouth out those words...
You don't see the angel falling,
no one could hear her cries...
Thank you God for getting me thru tonight
I'm so glad you always make it alright...
I sit in my room with a knife and cry
you took your life...
You weren't even old enough to have it,
And yet you still took a drink...
Sweet, sweet pain
where all is black but the rain...
*Song*
Love is but a dream, floating down a stream...
Slipping Away
I slowly slip under...
This is to my grandma king who just died on Sunday...
dear grandma king...
With this gun
I'll make a hole...
I put this gun to my head
and pull the trigger...