I'm broken and I'm hurt,
My head is so fkin' sore...
My room is cold and empty
I am just standing there, completely frozen...
Made to be born, you were supposed to be here,
To feel your hope and face your fear...
She was 16 the day she died,
in disbelief her lover cried...
I'm ready to die,
My angel, please take me to God's side...
I found myself standing on the edge
Looking over without fear of falling...
The air
it surrounds you and takes your breath away...
The thunder shakes the earth,
Little people run for cover as the first droplets...
Theres now nothing left but the blood on the...
No girl in her bedroom, just a note on the door...
Two gun shots
To the head...
A haze, a fog, or reality's dream
When nothing's quite like what it seems...
An existence so shallow that i start to fade
The reaper is creeping his debt will be paid...