Thinkin' about killing myself again
Taking a knife, taking my scissors
Cutting my veins
Blood flowing
Body falling
Angels are mean
Angels are calling
Drag her out haha;
Make her cry
Chase her, frighten her
Make her die...
Send her some ghosts
Send her some demons
Make her go crazy
Make her wanna die
Send her to heathens
Close up the heavens
Her souls seems contamined
Living with victims
Of violence and hanging
Her own depiction in mirror is damned
Seeing her own ghost
Has closed doors to heavens
Girls icy eyes
Blue like the sky
Glancing like sun
Being cold as the night
Glancing like stars
Sparkling at night
This heart is pure
Her soul spreading some light
Trapped in her walls
Out of grey stones and ice
Melting it is an impossible lie
She just being high
Searching for light
Searching for sense
And for purpose of life
