Its scary how many people want to die
Everyday they dream of suicide
But the thing that keeps others thinking is why
Why would they love to end this life
They can't stop this depression killing them
They think every night what will happen then
People screaming, shouting, blaming God
So many things going wrong
Trying to escape they can't
The vines have caught us, they've been plant
As the green hugs us tight
Alone forever they cry
Too weak to speak our cries answer for us
No one understands, no one to trust
Children not smiling or laughing all they can do is cry all the time
All they want to to end this unhappy, dreadful life
