In the time it takes to count to three
You are already gone and hidden from me...
Should I have said something?
Should something have been done...
I'm sitting in my room
With my razor blade...
Sitting under a bewildered sky,
Lay a tree of lost tragedies...
Faking a smile and trying to laugh
Hiding the tears behind that mask...
Where to begin and put my whole life into a...
It is unsorted I can't just put it into lines...
I grab that blood stained blade.
The mistakes I made are on my mind...
Dear father of mine
you called me today...
I admit that i still love you
although it doesn't show...
I still remember the day
When I met a lonely girl...
When you leave
don't think I'll try to make you stay...
With one little word I died today.
It ripped me open deep inside...