The little is girl crying
Her cries turn to screams...

All alone
In the world...

Mommy’s little girl
Was so young and beautiful...

An angel was sent
As a gift from up above...

You were my hero
The one I looked up too...

I have this disease
And this is kind of hard to say...

As I sit here in the pouring rain
I watch my dreams float by...

I want to die
Right here right now...

Never again will I hold you
Never again will I see you...

People surround me
The world is shutting down...

You think you no what's wrong
You try and make it right...

Press this blade to my skin
Do it quick someone’s coming...