I Cant be a Glamour Girl
but in the evening I Desire
All I wish is too be one
all I hope is to Die, and
I\'ve heard all these rumours
You\'ve spred about me
I can soon not stand this crap
and all the lies around me
There\'s no way to go around them
and no way to fight it
So i cut up my wrists
and thats all i can do about it.

I\'ve asked for help
but no help has been given
It´s all just a mess
and there\'s no lifte I\'m living
It\'s hard to find shelter
when my whole life is spinning
so i lie in my bed
and cry every evening
it has gone to far
and my life has no meaning
all i hear is your words
and you only say mean things.