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I'm only sinking...

Now you've cut out the flute from the throat of the loon. At least when you cry now he can't even hear you.

It's always got to be Blood.

I cut my hands up, everytime I touch you.

Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces.

I hurt myself today to see if he'd see me.

Give me Life, Give me Pain, Give me Myself again.

I hurt myself again and know he never could see me.

Woke up to a World, I am not a part, except when I can play the Stranger

You're gonna die screaming, but you won't be heard

What make you think I need them to save me?

I was Alone. When I knew it was real...

So Lost

Are you ever gonna take this thing out?

It doesn't matter if I cry, Don't matter if I bleed.

Sing me to sleep, I'm tired and I want to go to bed...

Do you know what this is doing to me?

The Hallways Are Empty...

This was when I quit. Just for a second. I remember I wanted it over. This ... all of this ... it's too much for me. I just wanted it over.

Got a hundred rooms to be all alone in.

This is Nothing!

Hiding from some poisoned memory.

They'll be Nothing left of Me...

If I could start again I would find a way to keep Myself

Thoughts right now, now, thoughts right now, Right, right now. Am I here, or am I here? I'm never here. I'm never here. I am never, never a bird, or a flower in the tree, Or the pain of the respect there-of. Yes, indeed. Thoughts right now, what will become of me? Become of him, become of we, baby?

We Belong Dead

Never Forgive, Never Forget

I am alone. I am utterly alone. By the time you read this I will be gone. Having jumped, Having plummited off the Winter River Bridge.

Take another piece of my Heart...

I want You to notice when I'm not around.

Why? Why would You need Me?

I've had blood on my hands all day...

I wish you were here... To see you when I wake up is a gift I didn't think could be real. You do something to me that I can�t explain. I need you to know that I care and I miss You.

You never looked so Sane...

Please shake me and tug, I need shaking my love, Can�t you be the one? I can't fake it my love, I need filling come on, I need it louder than bombs.

Camp Crystal Lake, est. 1935

ALONE! Alone in the Dark. The snow will cover my footsteps.

I could just pretend that you love me the night would lose all sense of fear but why do I need you to love me when you can't hold what I hold dear

It will be getting dark soon...

I will curve this body to fit you.

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