Get my feet out of this place.
It's cold now, I can see nothing but demons.
I can't stay, they'll be closing in.
They'll give anything just to gain for themselves.
Sucking the blood of the ones they once loved.
Their life is a message to the ones that could.
The ones that got away.
But still live in fear every screaming day.
It's quiet now and I see my wrists spark.
I like being alone in the dark.
Away from all the noise.
I play with my days like a child plays with toys.
