I kill myself just to sleep, haunted the memories of the things that should not be. I should not be and yet here I breathe, Choking on fumes of those awful things. Growing weaker within pale and undone, Forgotten blamed I need a gun. I might as well fade as i’ve got nothing left, Just a tainted past a future of death. Gone are the things that I used to be Now I drown in a sea of ever grief Shaken, alone, sick and insane Hung by thing pain of everyday The hurt inside drives me to the dark Where I lay alone and bleed from the scars I’ve opened again and again and again Tormented by the things that I fucking said A the ones I’ve hurt and scarred for life Have destroyed any chance a sacrifice Is what I need I don’t want to fight All in due time I will finally rest I don’t want to breathe I don’t want to sleep I don’t want to dream I don’t want to be anything….

†he Knife I've got a knife in my hand not intended for you A positive reaction to a negative force The blood on my wrists a velvet caress So I draw from the inside and carve up my flesh All who were near have turned away Void from their minds of everyday Away from the light and into the dark Where shadows run rampant in my nightmare heart I've burnt all my bridges threw my life in the flame now I burn from the like a villain Hell isn't a place but is a frame of mind My mind has been framed by the hell inside I cant cut away all the that I've burned But I can destroy you all with my arsenic words A call from the dracruel demon within The blade in my mouth I speak with. I will not survive we are all terminal this knife in my hand its my way out I've clawed at my eyes I don't want to see Everything I've done is a failure complete look at what i've done, it's more than most I am proud of the fails that impale this ghost But no this hurt wont wash away As I wash away the sins of yesterday with pills, and liquor, no sleep, starvation I purge myself to now to eradication Life isn't plenty its fragile one I ere away from the morning sun A vampire I am not but I am dark inside This is confused in my sinister eyes I'm not blind I can see what you've done Dragging my name through the mud It matters not I'll drag your body soon After I perish I coming to haunt you I will not survive we are all terminal this knife in my hand its my way out Broken inside but there is nothing to fixed I have fixed myself with a beautiful death Pity things didn't work out like what was said But than again I was only in your head I will not survive we are all terminal this knife in my hand its my way out