Some times i see
the blood falling from the sky
the true divinitie of this miracle is what makes me want to cry
im just a confused little boy takeing on to much to handel
its an over load and a scandel
i say i can take it i say im alright
but inside the truth is all i want to do is cry all night
but the tears wont come and i dont pray
i want death to take me far away
when i look in the mirror after a suicidal over dose
i see that im to young to think the way i do
so why am i cursed with the depression and pain?
it all boils down to the man who gave me my name
the man who gave me life when he didnt want me
when i was a young boy he tried to take it
is it because he hated me so?
or is it because he was bored?
i dont understand am i going crazy?!
he left me in my own blood to die
he always made me cry from the pain i felt
the emotion the physcial
both of the scars are still there.
i smell the blood in the air
and i think back to the moment
when i had glass in my face bleeding and dieing right there infront of your face the cuts they left set me free and you sealed your own fate
im comeing after you Ron so u better run theres no escape from my wraith that i will bring apon you.
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