Grave

My life went to hell years ago, and I've had a death wish ever since then with fast cars, women, and drugs. They don't call me Grave for nothing! But I do it because I need to feel something... anything. What's life worth living without the high? And then I saw her! She's too good for me, and I should stay away. But like an addict, I switch one drug for another, and I'll be taking her to hell with me. APRIL I'm anything but sweet, despite what people think, so when he tells me I'm too good for him and I'm better off without him, I don't listen. My life was simple before Grave stepped through that door, but who wants simple?