Burning me up inside;
Feels like I'm being eaten alive
The razor crying out for me
"I'll make you feel happy"
My blood would drain
As I slowly go insane
Oh how I crave;
That soon-to-come day
When I finally give in
To the razor so sharp , yet so paper thin
Being happy? It's easy to pretend
when you're so close to the end
One cut, two cuts, three
Just one more please?