I want to go back, back to how things used to be.
I changed so much, what have they done to me?
I didn’t want help, because I knew this would happen.
I’ve become another person.

At night I cry, wishing this had never happened.
I want to be who I used to be.
I want to be me.

Just one more time, feel the sharp edge of the razor blade.
One more time, feel the sadness run into my veins.
blood drops, falling on the ground.
I can't sleep at night
because all these toughts are haunting my mind.

I want to go back to the darkness, that’s were I belong, that’s were I want to be,
I want to go back, go back and be me.