Put on the fake smile
wipe off those tears...

She was only six
when she had to die...

Her sister has problems
with drugs so she worries...

I Finlay now
have came to my conclusion...

I'm sick of this
this is the last time...

We wanted to do everything together
including committing suicide...

I cant control it
when i take this blade...

I look at my reflection
and see a simple girl...

My smile so untruthful
but people believe...

Today is my last
I'm sick of life...

Beneath my eyes
i hide all my confessions...

Every three seconds
someone will die...