When you feel like your living life like ontaking dares, give up, cause there's no one who cares

Look deep into my soul. Hold my hand as you go. Then step back, but don't let me know.

Even the blackest of roses still bleed red.

Close your eyes and listen to the music. Sway from side to side. Let the music take you away.

Just leave me alone! I'll go away and bleed and you'll never see me again...

The flashbacks haunt me like a demon possed past. And then here comes the tears I cry. This time how lond will they last?

Everybody says that your eyes are doors to your soul and they can never be closed. Then why can't they see my hurt when they look into my eyes?

Just let me be my sorry self cause I don't care anymore...Why should I? Do they think I'm gonna change for them? If they do, I'm sorry to say, that I cannot change, for this is what I have become. Like it or not. It's not my choice.

And to think you thought you knew...You thought you would understand. But as soon as I told you, you laughed and said, "I don't get it."

I am the devils child, believe it or not. I am a demon child, believe it or not.