I've been hiding in the shadows,
Planning my excape
My desire to get away
&& not just for the day.
I'll take a long vacation
I'm never waking up
Say your goodbyes fast
my life wasn't meant to last.
I'll pack my razor in my pocket
I'll run and wont look back
pretending im someone else
my emotions soon attack.
I sit there till i die.
watching the blood flow down my arms.
i'll sit there and ill cry
letting the razor do its harm.
