Its kinda like murder
  It's kinda like a murder
  Only how much does it hurt
  I don't understand this pain
  Something's wrong but I cannot ?
  I don't wanna deal with this
  Every days a waste
  It seems like such a pretty face
  I can't keep the image in
  You can't control what you cannot admit
  Depression is all in vein
  The pressure is building in my head
  There's no way to bleed myself of this
  She drives the vampire blade through my heart
  Leave it up to fate and try to kill off thoughts of hate
  The voices are creeping in
  If I don't then my minds ?
  I'm loading the gun again
  The pressure is building in my head
  There's no way to bleed myself of this
  She drives the vampire blade through my heart
  Its kinda like murder
  Through my heart
  Its kinda like murder
  Through my heart