Satans right behind you
Don't say a word
Cocaine on the table, see yourself Dead
Its end
Weather always gray, never brings Light to soul
Blade as my medicine, my wrist, Blood falls
I was too selfless, I was close to an end
Maybe i should kill myself cause I Wont understand
Hush little angel, confess for all my Sins
I'm never satisfied with who i am, Take a soul