She handed me the phone
Unsure of the other line...

The sands of time
Slow to an end...

The way she sees it, there's no reason to live...
So alone she sits, surrounded by blood, pouring...

It's just another day for me
I'm asking you to pray for me...

For every single mile
I die a little more...

Listen
To the sound of my tears...

This is it,
I'm putting my foot down...

One on the left
Two on the right...

Down another pill, take another hit
Chug the bottle, just once more...

You think love comes
With such ease...

Feelings to feel unknown
Torn in two opposing directions...

This love I hold
Deep within my grasp...