Deathly laluby

No more love
no more play
today is not a happy day....

with slits on my wrists
to the park i walk
to swing on the swings
and think of my parents...

when they loved me.....

yeah.. once they loved me
before i became a freak
before death was what i seeked
yeah...once they loved me....

once i had friends
we hung at the mall
and made hundreds of midnight calls
now i walk alone down my school halls.....

yeah.. once i had friends
before i grew silent
before my words and thoughts became violent
yeah once i had friends...

now i sit alone swinging on my swing,
silently i sing a deathly lullaby
cause soon i will die
from slits on my wrists, and a disturbed mind....

yeah.. once i was loved
once i had friends
now my heart is broken
and i know it won't mend...

slit my wrists one last time
as i sit on my swing
and slowly die
as i sing my deathly lullaby...