I don't like the man I see, the one in front of me...
Why I can not know who is that man can be...
The willow bows low along the water
Its frozen limbs and brazen disposition...
In a corner,
she sits...
This little girl came to me
She started to cry...
Alive, I sleep at night, dreaming of death.
Wired, with energy drinks, but alone, I'm dead...
I watched you there
you cried for my help...
Here in the darkness
Where no one can see me...
The pages of this diary
Our filled with tear spots...
A pretty girl sits all alone
Feet dangiling in the cold water...
She lay on the cold grass
The moonlight hiting her pale face...
I see your tears from a distance
your head hangin'down...
I cut
I bleed...