what is life

Empty Room
Black souls,broken homes
The dotted line on your wrist
Letting you know that you exsist
You dont let the tears fall
That would let them win
Revenge is sweet and sins are nice
But is the time right

Your ego is high but so is mine
You think your so cool with only 3 friends
But they all wish you were dead
Like me, I know it was never a go
So we grip the soul and go into the endless pit

White is the color of death
Then what is black
Its the color of the hopeless and the lost
The ones whove been hit and abussed
To the ones who have no clue

This is the story of our life