I take a look up at the sky and I see
Red for the cancer, red for the wealthy
Red for the drink that's mixed with suicide
Everything red...
PLeasse won't you push me for the last time
Let's scream until there's nothing left///



The thing I THINK i LOVE, will surely bring me pain, intoxication paranoia and alot of gain..


Now terror begins inside a bloodless vein
I was just a product of the street youth rage
Born in this world without a voice or say
Caught in the spokes with an abandoned brain
I know you well but this ain't a game
Blow the smoke in diamond shape
Dying is a gift so close your eyes and rest in peace