When i sleep at night
all i hear are screams of fright
but when i woke up one morning
i found out i was doing da mourning
my mother told me i sleepwalk
i tried to slit my wrists she heard me talk
then one night she went out
i went to bed then i heard da shout
i woke up but it was too late
my wrists i had started to grate
they found my body later that day
in my bead where i lay
i drowned in my own blood
my parents were a flood
only flowers my relies could send
and that is the end
