I hear the footsteps walking by.
Watching myself slowly die.
Sharp pains impaling through my heart,
Slowly tearing me apart...
When you appear as an angel,
Knocking me down, looking my way.
Could you ever kill the pain in my heart?
Even though they say angels dont kill.
Fuck no...
You're no good...
it feels so cold...
Yet I won't turn back.
Ill die alone.