>Give me your opinion<
This knife tells a story...

With the knife grasped in my hand
I look at the last time...

Lying in a deep pool of blood
Knife in her hand, sighing, sinking...

I turned away not knowing
How you were going to react...

>Give me your opinion<
I’m full of hate...

A bit long..
We all know that feeling...

See I like this guy
And he likes me too...

Daddy u were so close to me,
But now we've fallen apart...

Why did you have to do this?
Why couldn’t you just see...

You've done it again,
You let me down...

Washed away memories
By crying tears...