Her spirit still lives inside of you
Your head spins around and around
And you have nothing left to do.
You feel so helpess, no hope is left
Only her memories and her secret
You have kept.
She's lonely and desired for love,
There's nothing you can do
Maybe now she's up above.
She walks around in her filthy home
No one to talk to
No one to play with,
There's nothing left for her to do.
She's scared of living, more terrified of dieing.
She can't help but crying
Feeling sorry for herself,
She has no one to turn her,
Except herself
Sad to think how lonely she is
Why did it happen to her,
Why did it have to be like this?
No one knowing what shes like,
So she shall carry her knife,
And end her pitiful life.
She's old and bored
She will live no more.
