In a time when beauty ceased to exist
you came out of the clearing mist...

"You won't be loved until your dying...
Say the angels of self-harm and hate...

We all have different kinds of friends,
Some leave, while others are till the end...

It\'s a bullshit life that shes livin in
Wanna give up, instead she givin in...

Let me live forever in my world of dreams.
I become my perfect self as I gently sleep...

Where were you when I'd cry myself to sleep?
Or when out of me the blood seeped...