Go to sleep and close your eyes
And dream of broken butterflies
That tore their wings against a thorn
You know the pain that which they’ve born
Silver metal shine so bright
Scarlet blood that feels so right
Dream of that blood trickling down
And wake up just before you drown
The moonlight shining off your tears
As you bleed out your worst fears
So tonight when you start to cry
Whisper the cutters lullaby:
Hushabye baby, your almost dead
You don’t have a pulse and your pillows red
Your family hates you, and your mga kaibigan let you bleed
Sleep tight with a knife, cause thats all you need
Rockabye baby, broken and scarred
You didn’t know life would be this hard
Time to end the pain you hid so well
And down you go baby
Straight back to hell
And dream of broken butterflies
That tore their wings against a thorn
You know the pain that which they’ve born
Silver metal shine so bright
Scarlet blood that feels so right
Dream of that blood trickling down
And wake up just before you drown
The moonlight shining off your tears
As you bleed out your worst fears
So tonight when you start to cry
Whisper the cutters lullaby:
Hushabye baby, your almost dead
You don’t have a pulse and your pillows red
Your family hates you, and your mga kaibigan let you bleed
Sleep tight with a knife, cause thats all you need
Rockabye baby, broken and scarred
You didn’t know life would be this hard
Time to end the pain you hid so well
And down you go baby
Straight back to hell
hope, for me, is a place uncharted
and extreamly over grown.
the world, it has chilled me,
nagyelo my very soul.
my little hope bird, it is gone
forbidden and forwarned.
all my faith and trust,
it flew away in the storm.
the fire, it can not warm me,
i do not feel the cold,
the sun doesn't shine,
my puso is numb.
and this is why,
my hope bird has died.
because the world has chilled me,
my puso can not ache,
nor can it brake.
the lie of a life
i'm suppose to live,
but, no one can give
an explination.
so i ask, Why?
why do we need
to belong in a group?
why can't i be me?
so this is why
hope for me is a place uncharted,
and my hope bird is gone.
i hope you understand...
and extreamly over grown.
the world, it has chilled me,
nagyelo my very soul.
my little hope bird, it is gone
forbidden and forwarned.
all my faith and trust,
it flew away in the storm.
the fire, it can not warm me,
i do not feel the cold,
the sun doesn't shine,
my puso is numb.
and this is why,
my hope bird has died.
because the world has chilled me,
my puso can not ache,
nor can it brake.
the lie of a life
i'm suppose to live,
but, no one can give
an explination.
so i ask, Why?
why do we need
to belong in a group?
why can't i be me?
so this is why
hope for me is a place uncharted,
and my hope bird is gone.
i hope you understand...