Different , Odd ..NotTheSame.Horror is in my gaze,don't get close to me,I'll scream ,I don't like you ,I don't like others,Alone,it's what's best for me,Leave.Do you want to get hurt?No.Noone get's close to the girl with the glass heart and the shattered brain,so go away,why do you keep coming closer?Your vials and tubes dont' scare me,I can see through your smiling face,your cheery eyes,underneath that ,all that,you're the same,as all the others,you want to see who I am,maybe you can change me,maybe make me better,maybe make me nicer,leave,I don't need your help,I'll change if I want to ,keep your roses away from me,your familiar smell,everything.It disgusts me,you squeeze the life out of her ,what she was is gone,what she is is now back ,you do this to them ,you kill the lives of girls ,you make them what you call..pretty.
A dead man's songLove's so oddMy hearts beatingWhy? Why,why,why?I don't understandI was dead tommorowde-he-da-hee-da[x2]Why do I want to live?Just for her?I want to go down , die , ground , rotBut for herI'll live till the end of timejust for herfor herjust for herherherherde-he-da-hee-da[x2]Everythings about herHearts beatingfingers going coldFace gets warmI'm hurtingDead tommorowis what's for meI don't want thisshe'll get hurtI'll get hurtI'm dead tommorow.de-he-da-hee-da[x1]My arms are wound upSo tightso tightcaged in this screenmake me believewhat you want me toI don't need you toinject me with happinessLife is just hard without itBut I don't need it anymoreI bend to your willYou break the twigs that are my lifedo you see?you're killing meI'm dead tommorow.Dead.Forever.Now go.Please.go.Let , me , go.Dead tommorow.Goodbye.de-he-da-hee-da[continued , then fades out]
StoopI won't stoop to your levelI won't look at your evilI don't have the fuelNo matter how brutalYou were to meSo,I,Wont stoop to your levelNo matter how evilNo matter how brutalI don't have the fuelFor this,Even if you grovel,No matter how awfulSorry you are to me,I just won't take it anymore,SO,I,Wont stoop to your level,I just won't imagine that cackle,Your bugle,That signaled war,That you saw me from afar.I'll erase these scars,So,I,Wont stoop to your level,I just won't spar,I want to be away,I know I'll be okay,If I say,So,I,Won't stoop to your level,I just won't be,One of your people.
EscapeRun ,your heart beats fastRun ,Escape is a choice at lastRun ,he's there behind youRun ,A knife ,Run ,Your life ,Run ,Plip! Plip!Run,Blood drop's to the floorRun ,The end.