No more, he couldn''t take anymore Slit his wrist, blood on the floor A writer who wrote down his thoughts Told about life and how he fought Used blood instead of ink Left his pen, a razor, in the sink Too great, the pressure was too great Needed help but now its too late Died young, died young, died young, died young High on drugs and alcohol Smashed her car into a wall A girl who had gone astray Needed guidance to show the away Living too fast, living on the edge Playing with death, walking a ledge No one there in the time of need Killed herself living on speed Died young, died young, died young, died young It''s so sad, it happens all the time So many people walk that line A suicide every day of the week Another young mind put to sleep The answers must be out there somewhere Take the time and show we care Where to begin, where to start The place to start is in our hearts No more, he couldn''t take anymore Slit his wrist, blood on the floor A writer who write down his thoughts Told about life and how he fought Used blood instead of ink Left his pen, a razor, in the sink Too great, the pressure was too great Needed help but now its too late Died young, died young, died young, died youngTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
