I'm your favorite girl if you like blood,
I'm your favorite girl if you like tears...
Wire skin attached anorexic limbs,
With rohypnol salted tongue...
The winds blowing in my ear
the rain is crashing on my face...
Look in this broken mirror
And what do you see...
Drunken with rage
tearing my clothes...
Maybe I should kill myself,
That's what my parents and friends expect me to...
I feel like an empty shell
cracking from the pressure of living...
My wrists are crying, dark, crimson tears
they're shedding their sadness, they're shedding...
In my dreams, I am someone who is not me
Someone who hides in the shadows of life...
Dont need no love
no nothing from you...
I know I have no chance with you
I know you think I should get a clue...
The shadows of the trees, as the evening draws...
the trees tend to rustle this time of the year...