Every night i lay awake
kept from sleeping from the hate
just thinking more and more
about what the world has in store
every day i feel the same
as if my lifes just a game
i feel my life is just a waste
i want to leave it in a haste
all i want is to sit here and cry
and think of different ways to die
but then i think of her
and think our love is sure
shes the the reason im still here
for when shes around its death i fear...
