Vārdi: Angkor Wat. Died Young.

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 young