EMo

Go to sleep and close your eyes

And dream of broken butterflies

That tore their wings against a thorn

bạn know the pain that which they’ve born

Silver metal shine so bright

Scarlet blood that feels so right

Dream of that blood trickling down

And wake up just before bạn drown

The moonlight shining off your tears

As bạn bleed out your worst fears

So tonight when bạn start to cry

Whisper the cutters lullaby:

Hushabye baby, your almost dead

bạn don’t have a pulse and your pillows red

Your family hates you, and your Những người bạn let bạn bleed

Sleep tight with a knife, cause thats all bạn need

Rockabye baby, broken and scarred

bạn didn’t know life would be this hard

Time to end the pain bạn hid so well

And down bạn go baby

Straight back to hell

hope, for me, is a place uncharted
and extreamly over grown.
the world, it has chilled me,
Nữ hoàng băng giá my very soul.

my little hope bird, it is gone
forbidden and forwarned.
all my faith and trust,
it flew away in the storm.

the fire, it can not warm me,
i do not feel the cold,
the sun doesn't shine,
my tim, trái tim is numb.

and this is why,
my hope bird has died.
because the world has chilled me,
my tim, trái tim can not ache,
nor can it brake.

the lie of a life
i'm suppose to live,
but, no one can give
an explination.
so i ask, Why?

why do we need
to belong in a group?
why can't i be me?

so this is why
hope for me is a place uncharted,
and my hope bird is gone.
i hope bạn understand...