Trapped of his head He can never look back at the that she said Cigarette breath caresses letters of death And the is a task to the things that she left
And everyday his feeling that drive him schitzofrentic Only thinking of killing, not else but himself And that's the why that she him back and forth in his head answering questions
Pain, the thing he has left is his pain His feelings inside have never felt Until the drips from his veins All can feel his
And I can see you now, you don't me now I feel my heart beat now, killing me And I tried to die, it never worked out in the end But it kills me knowing that you take away this pain
Now reading the letter minute she cared for him But he deserved way better, fuck it Pulled out the knife and to slice All feelings of sad were lost when he stopped his life
And he can it again His suicide effected everyone by killing his Memories of past made him insane And made him do the things he at the end of the day
Pain, the thing he has left is his pain His feelings inside have never felt Until the blood from his veins All can feel his
And the blood from his veins And the blood drips from his
And I can see you now, you don't me now I feel my heart beat now, killing me And I have tried to die, it worked out in the end But it kills me knowing that you take away this pain
I take this fucking pain