Tears come to find my eyes,
why couldn't I find the courage to cry?
Holding back my tears and try to hide,
but I'm just another emo whore.
Let the blood of my wrist pour all over my body,
I lay down on the floor,
with my bloody t-shirt,
smells like my soul.
My eyes are about to shut,
my skin is blue,
my vision is blurring,
thank you for your everything as I said,
you made me this way.
FYI: This is not a lyric.
