a raven holding to narrow wrist pull it tight clothes are torn and the body twists a single light the worse the struggle the more you fail strands fall down the more you like it the more it hurts why stop now an only child a winning smile a killing trial a broken rib and a bloody lip all in hell the fires gone and your pride is stripped a private hell you never know why it is this way leave here now live through this on another day tonight sleep sound an only child a winning smile a killing trial