I fall down in anger
My beast is coming forth
I feel a wicked tantrum
enter my soul and mind
Move away from my sight
your presence is feeding the fire
No I must escape this room
before I end a life
My deserted soul
is a nest for darkened ghosts
I feel like ending my life
before i do my deed
Sometimes i kill my self
just to see how far it goes
Its a way for the sick ones
this way must end
FEAR
LOST
DEATH
DEPRESSION
Help me now, im sick
I cannot control my self
Take me to a quiet place
where I can find my self
Bring back my family
And my real self
Show me the way to go
That will bring us peace
My deserted soul
is a nest for darkened ghosts
I feel like ending my life
before i do my deed
Sometimes i kill my self
just to see how far it goes
Its a way fot the sick ones
this way must end
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