If I killed myself...
Would anybody care...
What is the point
all I know is pain...
I open my eyes
your beauty stretch my view inside my heart...
*"Marks on her skin" was slightly...
I promised so many past loves
That I'd never let them go...
This time tomorrow,
I'll be somewhere else...
Can you see the artificial ease
She plasters across her face...
Is this life
is this what I'm ment to do...
I wait for the moment my love, my beautiful reaper...
To take my life and cradle me in bliss...
I can feel it inside
as the time creeps nearer...
I cannot control it
This anxiety is torture...
I found the worst enemy I could ever face...
She looks down upon every part of me...