Start at the left,
Slide to the right...

Rot in living hell...
I'm sick of people always...

Scars
Scars hidden behind the fear...

The name resounds in there head,
A distant memory...

Something...
There is always something out there...

Soul...
The day starts...

Suicide
The funny thing about suicide...

The road...
Traveling a road...

Why?
I look back at the haze...

Yourself...
As I sit...