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My Life is so easy,
it bores me to the bone,
there was no days of fun for me,
no friends to keep me alive,
there was no one for my world was dark.

My mom she always worked,
my brother could never understand,
so alone so bored now so dead i feel,
no one to love me,
no one to tuck me in,
no one there to heal my wounds.

So he came to me in my dreams,
asked if i wanted my life to end,
eyes of the dead and the body of a man.

My pain will not go away,
it will not heal wiith time nor by others,
im already gone,
i faded with the lies i was told,
i trimbled with the torture i felt,
then i died when i was abandoned,
so hell is no place for me,
hell will never be a place for me.