My life is on the line, it's growing thinner and thinner in time.
My heart has a hole, time is taking my soul.
I wanna run but there's no where to hide.
My heart is torn, inside I quietly mourn.
My life is sad, from all the troubles I've had.
I'm sick of this dark shadow I've worn.
My eyes are sore, Can I cry anymore?
My wrists are slashed, my head hurts from being bashed.
I want to stop but my pain wants war.
My heart is black, my life I regret.
It's easier to go, than to feel alone.
If I'm dead... I can forget
