Fake
Lies
Its what happens when the truth dies
Hurt
Hate
Is all there's left when love fades
Tears
Pain
Is what you feel looking at rain
And it all to much
Now I hold in my hands a gun
And wait to see my last sun
The sun is up and the gun is cocked and is placed at my head
But I don't care
Because no one will miss me when I'm dead
The trigger is pulled...........
...........*bang!*............
