Walking through our midst
A pretender, full of ignorance
She cuts and she bleeds
And she likes to scream
But compared to real agony
It's like she's singing

And we all know that
Silence
And violence
Go hand in hand
And she preaches
What she doesn't understand

And we know
Oh yeah we know
She's just a pretender

You talk like you know what you're about
But the reason you do it leaves no doubt
In our minds
That you're secretly a spy
Working through
Enemy lines, and we all know that

Silence
And violence
Go hand in hand
And she preaches
What she doesn't understand
It's like it's a trend or her favourite band
As she smiles at the cuts all on her hand

Mine were done out of endless pain
The sort that you feel when you've nothing to gain
The meaninglessness of each passing day
And you hope that your blood will wash it away

We see the scars, all up your leg
When you pull your shorts up and it's like you beg
For attention, the sort that we don't seek
We rarely let loved ones have a peek
We hide in the dark, not in the limelight
You're after attention and you've found the wrong type

Because we know...
Oh yes we know....

Silence
And violence
Go hand in hand
And she preaches
What she doesn't understand
Self-harming whilst humming to her favourite band
You try to fit in but you don't understand

It's for the pain
When you've nothing left to gain
And your mind hurts too much
And life is a crutch
Blood loss brings us back to life
Whilst it drips
From the tips
Of our knife...

Silence
And violence
Go hand in hand
Here is a song that you might understand
Whilst I write this alone, with no back-up band
It's been written just as I planned
For you
And hopefully you'll understand
Why we do
What we do