The light is fading now, the darkness shall prevail
The razor cuts so lightly, the soul goes up for sale.
The pain just lasts for seconds, relief is just like bliss
How can you listen to a twisted tale, one such as this.

The night time doesn't scare me, the daytime holds no lies
I hear the happy people and I hear their happy cries.
They warned me not to do it, They warned me not to try
They told me not to bother, They said that I would die.

But that's the point of this, to tell the final truth
To know the sky above me, I never had the proof.
You may not like the subject, You may not like the it told
I will stay forever young, I will never grow so old.

Do you really know me? Do you really care?
Can you really see me? See my vacanct stare?
And as I lie here bleeding, I'm glad you didn't cry
But you will never know how much that I wanted to die.