I think of life,
and what it used to be...

Please answer my plea,
I need you with me...

The ghost of your body,
The feel of your presence...

I want to tell you how i feel,
I want my life to be unreal...

I hope you know your on my mind,
every time in look behind...

Life is a prison, Please don\'t ask me why,
The price you pay to get out, Is always way too...

You should know that when i die,
you'll be on my mind...

Her eyes are red from all her tears,
the pain and torture of many years...

207 days gone down the drain,
Once again, i gave into the pain...

I want my mum to f * u * c * k * i * n * g die,
All she does is f * u * c * k * i * n * g lie...

When I see her with you,
I think of what i did wrong...

I know i have to understand,
that what you did was wrong...