I dug my own grave in the sand
Death petition signed by my own hand...
Crystal tears
bleeding marks...
When
When will the weakness come over me...
Blowing in the wind
Familiar voices...
Drip drip,
Drip drip...
Churning darkeness
empty mind...
Hold on
For one more day...
She took it as harshly as any other girl would,
The day that he turned his back and walked...
Bloody marks on my arms
healing up...
Death of sun coming along
Broken and cold I go on...
You don't know what it's like to live like me.
You tease though you don't know what I go through...
Its felt so empty
like a lost soul...