My head pounds with pain,
i can feel the blood pulse through my veins...

When i was crying,
where you there...

A night when I went insane,
I stabbed the razor in my vein...

Holy night in sweet silence and dream,
This night I\'m bleeding I scream...

Screams from deep inside me head,
Wishing that I was lying dead...

Starving to be thin,
Hateing yourself within...

Guide me through today and tommorrow,
Through my happiness and my sorrow...

A precious baby girl,
Born,yet no one cares...

Being Goth is not an illness,
That you think can just be fixed...

The blood stained hands,
Her boyfriends demands...

This is bugging me from deep inside,
holding the truth that i try to hide...

I await you call,
I feel so small...