I cant make things happen
I cant turn back time...

Ice cold knife
warm skin...

You know if i could, i would give you the world.
You know if i could, i would be ur little girl...

I'm sorry I caused u pain
I'm sorry I made you cry...

In the future your path looks clear,
In the future I'll always be near...

Loud, initial cries
Are heard through glass barriers...

She's beautiful in herself
But outside, No...

My eyes are closing, stinging from pain,
Of remembering the memories tracking down my name...

"Just one more"
thats what we say...

Would it hurt do you know?
Jumping to the ground...

*Libby is one year old, and she doesnt eat. She is...
A little girl sent down from above...

She carries hair like blackened sins,
And subtle lines of crimson twins...