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ChoiceBroken angel spread your wingsraise your voice let's hear you singsoar above those mountains highraise your arms and ask God "why?"close your eyes and feel your tearslisten close to all their cheersDarling, now your time has comeDeath's sweet call will welcome someyou're the author make your choicenow's your chance let's hear your voice
Suicidal life....I always cryI am not good enoughall the tearsfalling down my rosy faceNothing is ever good enoughI was just a mistake to be bornIm not perfectperfect like you wanted it to beI cry myself to sleepall the pain inside meit doesnt want to escapeeven when i scream my heart outThe tears starting to pouras i take the razorcrying myself to sleepas the blood starts to fallEnding my lifewould be the best choiceno one would seem to careIm just a mistake at lifeA mistake to everyone aroundIm not perfectperfect like you wanted me to beI my as well dieEnd my life for goodCause the pain is so deepI dont know how much longer i can take itSorry im not good enoughAnd this is the endof my suicidal life....
Always RememberAlways remember my sun-kissed hairand the feel of your hand in mineAlways remember how much I caredand way my eyes would shineRemember the moment of our first kissand the sadness of sweet tears shedForget the dreams and goals I missedand hold tight to my smile insteadRemember the love that filled my eyesas I looked on the face of our friendsForget all the pain I held insideand remember with time wounds mendPlease remember the moment I gave you my heartand each moment spent lost in my eyesForget all the times I fell apartand each moment I told you a lieRemember that sometimes life gets toughand you feel like you can't go onForget every moment life's been roughand hold tight to the warmth of the sunForget every moment I left your sideand each time I pushed you awayForget the choice to take my own lifeand the words I couldn't sayRemember the brightness my smile broughtand the ring in the length of my laughRemember the length of time I foughtBut forget that my he
IncreasingI don't like painI hate the way my scissors stingI don't care for the way blood sticks to my wristsThe cotton itching against my opened skinBut I do like the feelingThe way I slump to the floor in reilefMy ignorance of the depth increasingI don't like the painBut I do love the feelingThe progress of the depth increasingGod, I love the feelingOf the only peace I've knownThat embrace that I have,It may be the only oneThe calming voice of skin splittingThe gentle smile of blood on silverThe only feeling of love I knowGetting strongerAs the depth's increasing
Make My MusicYouYanked roughlyAt this thing in my chestI call a HeartYouDamageBut all the whileYour soft touchHelped me make musicYouKnow just how toPluck each veinLike a violinAnd help the chambersOf my heart keep rhythmLike a percussion instrumentThere is beauty in theWay youHurt meIn the way youKeep me captiveIn the way you slowly break mePush me downUntil I am scattered points of lightTo be swept into The Night Sky
I Was Once LovedI was once a child. I had two parents whocared for me. Every day they would wrap theirarms around me and tell me how much theyloved me.Loved
Life was perfect. Maybe not what othersWould consider sweet bliss, but I was happy.Nothing in the world could ever touch meNothing
But life isn't perfect, and neither arepeople. For this reason, I cannot helpbut say goodbye to everything I know.Goodbye, Miss Evans, the little old lady from next doorGoodbye, Police officer, who greets me every morning.Goodbye, little blue-jay, sitting on the branch just outside my window.Goodbye, Charlie, the little tabby cat that lives under the house.Goodbye, Mother, who after you lost your love, you became an alcoholic.Goodbye, Father, who left a desperate mother and me to the deadly grips of debt.I was once a child
Who would demand a beautiful song tobe played from my music box as I restedmy head to fall asleep along with agoodnight kiss.I was once loved