I've a story to tell
Listen well...

Life...
Full of surprises...

You walk by me
Looking through me...

Life is being lost
Death is being won...

Sweat pouring down my face
Unable to make it the distance...

This is my suicidal method
Let's grab a knife, and a rope...

Salting my wounds
Sewing them shut...

I still want him
I long after him...

I cower in the corner
I don't exist...

I'm different now
Not the same...

Remember the days on the playground
The innocent days and the rhymes...

Looking for my salvation
Can't you see...