• The pain, The pain is building up inside,
    Waiting to explode
    The tears, the tears of my death will,
    Never be miss told
    The hate, the hate clouds my mind,
    Showing me the way
    A way, a way to end this life,
    To send it all away
    The key, the key is in my hand,
    Waiting to show its wrath
    And you, and you are in my way,
    Hindering my path
    So, so the only option
    That I may choose
    Is, Is to pick whether or not
    You win or lose