Here I am, wolking down again In this path of never-ending pain and pleasure. Will somebody notice the stained dress I've been wearing? Since they took my hand and shoved me in this Endless, Morbid darkness. When the moon came out, I kill myself...once again. 0_0 I'm sick and tired, my tears have dried away. I'm lying down, too numb from the pain. I'm haunted by the memories of My broken, sinful, violated self. Losing my mind as days pass by if I have a choice, will I choose my freedom? Will there be a better life for a sinner like me? God, will you ever forgive me or will you forsake me? There's no light. Everything's too late. No one can save me. (2 times) I'm sick and tired, my tears have dried away. I'm lying down, too numb from the pain. I'm haunted by the memories of My broken, sinful, violated self.