We all love the friends we have
the memories we share and make...

The love we showed to each Other
you've now given to another...

Watchu doing
Hows ya life...

On the tiles
the coldness spreads...

Hush now my darling
your safe here in my arms...

Caught in a tidal wave of love and pure hate
bury me in a grave of burnt black roses...

The pain soaked through
the gates burst open...

"hey mum it's me
I'm going home...

Alone in the world
left in the cold...

The sun is setting through the trees
another day is done...

The white hot knife I bring to my wrist
The pearls of blood that fall...

She sits in the rain
Her eyes to the ground...