• While blood flows and spiders bite i'll sit here and hate my life..
    What's the point in chasing a dream when in the end we just let it get away...
    Why did I keep chasing the dream of you and I when I knew....
    I wanted your love to much I was blinded from the truth..
    My only regret...
    Was not telling you...
    How much I hated you...
    For making me love you...
    While my blood flows and spiders bite...
    I'll sit here and hate my life..