as i sit in mi room, i lay on mi bed, i stare at the celing,and thoughts go
thru mi head,i think about you, i think about me, i think i just want to
bleed, i dont think you make sence, i dont think things are right,then id
just be happy tonight,

as i walk to the dresser,the needles right there, i look in the mirror, with
a blank stare, and without makin a smile or drawin a tear, i begin to bleed,
i have not a fear, as if i did then thered be a tear, but now im sitting
there in mi grave, with a smile on my face, and a tombstone ingraved with my
name upon my face.

 
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