Praying for this moment,
Dreams scream out in hope,
that this will all be over
i soon will grab your throat

for this is love for the enemy
i hate this, i love your lie,
your intricate lips
your vacant eyes stare
it makes me wanna die

the mirror laughs at my reflection
'is that the best you can do?'
i try i try and i cry everytime
and then i say
'okay, i obey'

my brain is messed up,
drowning in self loathing and hate
i thought i had it all planned
i thought i knew what to take
turns out i cant think straight

my eyes, i can barely see
for my head is in a whirlwind
the bloody razor lays beside me
then i whisper to the ceiling
'what have i become'