Tears in the skin
Tears from your sins
Tears in the mind
Tears from what lies behind.
Cut from within
Cut in your skin
Cut down your wrist
Life is so brisk
You like the risk.
They say "sticks and stones may break my bones"
But their the ones who always had homes
"Words will never hurt me"
What if you just left them be?
Deep cuts in the thighs
Deep cuts from your lies
Cut from what you realise
People are evil in my eyes
Hold my hands behind my back with ties
Sticks and stones will break my bones.
Your words will tear my head, my heart; tear my skin.
And I reflect what you have said; your sins.