when i look in the mirror i see my dinner so i beg to be thinner .

I speak the devil name cause my body is filled with shame .

They say i'm destined for the pit cause of the way i slit my wrist .

God will forgive if you just live but i fear the light so i beg to end the fight.

I ask the reaper if he can take me deeper away from the rain that drizzles pain .

Love is something you borrow to drown the sorrow .

Even the heart fails comprehend when you reach the end .