Empty nights,
dim lights,
trigger me most to
pull this gun
through my heart
Heavy sobs,
At midnight thoughts
No one knows
What's happening
behind this doors
They only care
when it's too late
They push you
to kill yourself
and then they pretend
that they are trying
to save you
from doing it.
And in the end
no one can save you
people wear mascara
to hid their true colors,
to fool you
be brave
in this kind of society
you know
only yourself
can save you
from falling apart.
