i broken from inside out
dirt [bad word] my surface
bottle of booze 
my only count
i search for salvation
but there's no
 
my hands of blood
i had a fail
my veins are stood
that i impaled
mutilated face 
is looking up
i lost myself
and i'm [bad word] 

breathe and don't give up

my knees
deep in [bad word] 
i've try to stand
i will go 
to save myself

try to keep my soul

seeing the bowing trees
surrounded by branches
that interferes me to stand up
i start to pray

sharp spikes pierce my flesh
never felt so cold 
oh god
so hurt to lay here

i  despaired 
there's no hope 
no believe

my hands of blood
i had a fail
my veins are stood
that i impaled
mutilated face 
is looking up
i lost myself
and i'm [bad word] 
pray BEFORE YOUr die