Cold cruel world
too busy not caring...
White powder,
revolver...
Best friends till we die
that's what we said...
Look how out danzel bleeds
Look how she bleeds...
I'm glad you were in my life
in over sixteen years...
Hold the gun to my head,
I want you to make sure I'm dead...
A physical reminder
one you wont regret...
Were on tha phone and im crying
i say i hate u and that ure lying...
These are my wrists of pain,
these are my wrists of shame...
Death and despair fill our world
A something always feared but always there...
I'm sinking, I'm sinking,
Hell is reaching out to me...
A little noise
What was that...