They all had their heads replaced with those of monsters
I tried to close my eyes; in hope of erasing the truth
I look again to smiles, lined with hatred and grim
Feel the fingers tighten on my wrist; his knuckles go white
Hear his heart begin to skip a beat; even he can't win
From day one to my final breath, he's been there' now it's my fight
My surroundings begin to blur, there I stand in remorse
You think hell is bad? I'm just starting it's downhill courseThey turned away from me and started walking out of the house
When I tried to grab Zach's hand, he turns to me with a sad look on his face and leaves
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