that pain in your eyes is your gun.
I can`t live with me any more
I hate myself for I have done.
Scream of my heart is not enough
You`r not satisfied with my tears
my pain is rising every day
you know nothing of my fears.
I hate myself so much for you
I`d rather die then smile again
I feel like knifes are in my chest
Is that what you want? Is that your plane?
Now is the time to go away
meet my spirits in peace land
I spit on this world full of hate
where I wont stay without your hand.
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