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