I was the flower
The one that you stomped out
But my roots were strong
So now I will regrow

Can i go back in time
And live again?
This time with my eyes open

Magnetic
We needed each other

Electric
A passion I will never forget

Carrying on with your absence is hectic
But it turns out you're too sweet and I'm a diabetic.

I sit on the edge of the well
Coz my life ain’t going that well
Stones in my backpack
Coz hope is what lack

I sit on the edge of the well
Coz am empty as a shell
I have no reason to live
And my soul is the only thing left to give

I sit on the edge of the well
Coz my life has become a living hell
I know you tried your best
But it seems as if the devil has become my guest

Don’t worry am not taking my life
Coz how can I take my life when I have none left
I sit at the edge of the well
Writing this note in my blood wishing I brought a pen