The good die young so that they don't have to see anyone they ever loved suffer and die. © |
Never ask me what I'm doing... |
I wanna go but then again i want to stay i made up my mind and in a pool of blood i lay |
When your breath is too weak to blow out the candle, |
Look how pretty she is when she bleeds |
Death is what i live for |
* ( wAtCh Me PoInT tO tHe SkY |
I cut myself to live, I cut myself to die, I cut myself to feel, I cut myself to know if this hurt is real |
Living her life |
One day you'll see what i meant |