Dreams of success turning into a nightmare
I'm afraid I'm wasting my life
No direction to follow
I am wasting my time

I want to change , so why am I the same?
I hate looking in the mirror or even hearing my own name

I'm tired of this , I wish the stress will go away
This is hell on earth , so why should I stay

After all, we are all born to die
I can't say I'm happy , I refuse to lie

Inside I'm dying , turning into the living dead
No emotion no soul, I don't see a future ahead

Even if I'm surrounded by people, I still feel alone

wake up its all the same , I guess I have to leave , and then it all changed , when I had a dream

(Lucifer) : you tired of this **** ? I know that life's a *****, start off with the razor , slit your ****** wrist

blood everywhere , looking in the mirror, I see now how things are , my visions getting clearer

Lucifer: Say goodbye , it's now time to die
They never cared for you you were a waste of time

One last cut , made sure the blade was deep ,no more of the pain, I'll have eternal sleep..