I fell from heaven, but the earth didn't want me.
Where do go, when you don't know where you're meant to be?
My mother is dead
My father never loved me
I'm nothing but a mistake and that's all that needs to be said.
Do I really have a story, beyond all my troubles?
Maybe somewhere dee0 down, under all the rubble.
Why waste my time trying to fix the past?
When I could move on and make memories that'll last.
My heart and mind have different ideas
Of what happiness truly is
But after thinking long and hard
I finally decided to pick up a shard
And slit my throat once and for all
Back down to hell, is where I fall.