Churning darkeness
empty mind...
Broken heart
And a fractured mind...
Drip drip,
Drip drip...
Blowing in the wind
Familiar voices...
When
When will the weakness come over me...
Crystal tears
bleeding marks...
When I close my eyes
I see your smile...
I dug my own grave in the sand
Death petition signed by my own hand...
Well this is about my cousin named Megan who was...
its a song so ya...
This is the generation that
will think about suicide...
Blood flows freely down my arm
I didn't think it would do any harm...
Tearing at my hair,
Scratching at my skin...