I’m obsessive, neurotic and fanatical.
This is who I have grown to be...

When life gets to that stage,
When you want it all to end...

Pig’s say ‘miaow...
And cats say ‘quack...

I’d love to dance upon the mountaintops
On the hills and among the trees...

I try blinking away the tears,
that fall for this day last year...

Suddenly I can't stay here anymore,
So many questions to be solved...

Two different places that we live in,
Two different live we now lead...

Cuts are the braclets of this generation,
The ones they caused through self-mutilation...

I wish i was a tree,
I always will...

I know my jokes are not funny,
I can see that they are lame...

The day I lose you is the day i'll die,
I'll slit my wrists and float to the sky...

You played your games and they hurt me,
I saw more pain than you’ll ever see...