The day's are growing weary the nights are growing...
all the things i see are frightening i just want...

Her tear drops fall
running down her face...

I want you to be there
to catch me when i fall...

Self mutilation
drug abuse...

I remember,
the day we first met...

I'll never be the same
Since that day it all ended...

Twisting the blade into my skin
watching the blood spill out...

She stays in the shadows, in the darkest corners
her deep black clothes keep her hidden...

I'm lying on my floor, while my heart beat slows...

Smoke, drifting up through the sky
screams pouring through the air...

Slowly, painfully, the little girl dies
broken into pieces, no-one sees her cry...

I hurt myself today
tore into my skin...