Life at home wasn't to good at the time,
And it isn't too much better now,
But all I have to say,
There are no more ****** memories to be made.

Broken mirrors,
****** razorblades,
But thats all behind me,
There are no more ****** memories to be made,

Holes in the wall,
Put there through rage,
Anger and fear,
Are just like drugs and *****,
They're toxic when mixed,
They're what put me here,
In a downward spiral,
But thats all behind me,
There are no more ****** memories to be made.

I used to cut my worries away,
I used to love the pain,
It was my muse,
But not anymore,
Thats all behind me,
No more ****** memories to be made.