loosing me, loosing that sense of what became of me of all these years

slipping away through the poison in my veins

becoming someone i never say to be threw black clouds

crying in bed over my lovers one day, the next praised for hating everyone expect anyone who doesn't destroy me from the inside out 

everything fading into the night where were all dead in the morgue for just one night

they said death would never be fun but i find it funner than life

at least here at the gates of hell my hate us all for anything we did 

slipping away hiding in essence of something you wished you had

every thing is rising up and falling away in clear veins of thicker than water 

alll the fun of death had passed and i falled into this nothing life

has my everthing i never had slipped from me 

as i cried myself to in my own pity knowing ill never be have that 

with the way i f***ed up i wish i didnt live in newpaper secrets