I pick up the gun
you say this is not fun...

We learn so much
in our lives we live...

No one knows
does anyone see...

These things I have done
Gives me so many emotions...

You say you want to talk
but then you push me away...

Sing me a song
i might not be here for long...

I lay outside under the stars
as it rains down upon me...

I start to suffocate in this ocean
it is all caused from the pain...

I am starting to shake
cant see straight...

We live with love and pain
but can never understand...

This sorrow is pain
it grieves toward me...

My grip is getting weak,
having to let go of the truth...