its scary to think how i always seem to feel
its scary to think that my life is actualy real
its scary to thinkthat im already dead
its scary to think that its all in my head
the monsters, the fears
im drowning in my tears
the liers, the fakes
save me from these heartachs
its scary to think that once i lived a happy life
its scary to think that my only friend is this knife
its scary to think that i cut for hope
its scary to think i can no longer cope
the anger, the fights
i hate these sleepless nights
the lonelynes, the sorrow
my life is so hollow