its hard to tell you how i feel
when the fact is i dont know
the pit inside my gut, gruadual anger builds its growth
i often ask myself why?
why is it that you dont care
why are you still here
and why am i still alive
cos i cant breathe its getting deeper everyday
and the pain wont go away
disguising disbeliefs as i cut my last vein
and as the blood begins to dry im reminded of the pain
the past that rears its head at me
this self inflicted pain
you often ask what happened to the girl, the girl that you once knew?
your little girl of innocents, innocents and truth
well say goodbye to her cos she aint coming back, started when you fucked up dad now our lifes spiralled of track
but the blood doesnt dry anymore
it continues to bleed non stop father
now you have nothing to stop you from getting to her
isnt that how youd rather it to be
well guess what daddy
tears dont fall no more, you may have persuaded me then, but now ive shut the door and im taking back my mum.