I don't want to pretend anymore
I can't seem to stop the tears...

Run, run, run
Fast as you can...

I want to take that blade
and drag it very deep...

Do not fear, my friend
take my hand...

Crisp, Autumn morn
Cool wind blows...

I can't believe this
I've lost another one...

This year needs to end
I can not watch anyone else die...

I almost cried today
But is not I who needs to mourn...

Doesn't it bother you
That we pollute the air...

There goes miss perfect
with her perfect clothes and hair...

Happy birthday Dad
You have lived one more year...

In the misty rain
On a cold, dreary morn...