The crashing wave,
my life's a craze.
Full of all this stress and worry,
it's like an endless horror story.
The bullet the gun,
the razor the blood.
Your choice of a friend or weapon.
The hate increases,
the meaning of life decreases.
I try to swallow it all,
try not to fall.
The only need I've ever seen,
is to hide it all not to scream.
It seems to me life is endless,
now the grab the razor and try to mend this.
Lock me in pull me tight,
promise me i won't wake from night.
Kill me hurt me,
just don't worry.