It burns my eyes like fire,
wire traveling trough my vains...

Waiting in a line, wasting all my time.
just waiting to get some oranges...

I watch you sit on the table, your hair blows in...
your eyes are like the sun, beaming from the sky...

I hear a scream, a bright light beams, through my...
a life ahead, full of dread, where things will...

Give me a tear,
A tear of blood...

A terrible pain, runs through your vains.
A slit and slice feeling...

Whats the point of living,
Whats the point of trying...

I flew into the air, but some how i wasn't aware,
that i was being followed by a mysterious shadow...

Oh Dad, why did we leave you?
because you were a horrid man...

Do you ever get that feeling?
that nobody cares...

When you slit your wrists,
is it a scream for help...