Heres my broken suicide
behind my smile I'm gonna hide...

Lifes over now
todays the day...

This is a true story. It was simply me trying to...
I remember the first time I picked up the blade...

Heres your letter...
through sickness and health...

The worlds the same
everyday...

I was only eight when my granddad died
but in the past year most of these inspired tears...

Used needles and a pin prick
disgusting habit makes me sick...