Trapped inside of his headnHe can never look back at the word that she saidnCigarette breath caresses eight letters of deathnAnd the stress is a task to the things that she leftnnAnd everyday it's his feeling that drive him schitzofrenticnOnly thinking of killing, not anyone else but himselfnAnd that's the why that she left himnPacing back and forth in his head answering questionsnnPain, the only thing he has left is his painnHis feelings inside have never felt insanenUntil the blood drips from his veinsnAll can feel his painnnAnd I can see you now, you don't love me nownI feel my heart beat now, it's killing menAnd I have tried to die, it never worked out in the endnBut it kills me knowing that you could take away this painnnNow reading the letter last minute she cared for himnBut he deserved way better, said fuck itnPulled out the knife and started to slicenAll feelings of being sad were lost when he stopped his lifennAnd he can feel it againnHis suicide effected everyone by killing his friendsnMemories of past memories made him insanenAnd made him do the things he regretted at the end of the daynnPain, the only thing he has left is his painnHis feelings inside have never felt insanenUntil the blood drips from his veinsnAll can feel his painnnAnd the blood drips from his veins 2xnnAnd I can see you now, you don't love me nownI feel my heart beat now, it's killing menAnd I have tried to die, it never worked out in the endnBut it kills me knowing that you could take away this painnnI can't take this fucking pain