Its been three months
Since I took a silver piece of metal to my skin
Its getting hard, where do i begin?

Everyone looks at the flaws
As if the silver piece of metal has claws
Im starting to believe they do to
The claws have dragged me to hell

An everlasting hell of
pain and sorrow

But I guess that's my problem
I seem to fall in love with things that only bring me

Pain and sorrow

Just
like
you

The difference is the silver piece of metal wont leave unlike you

Its been three months
Since I took a silver piece of metal to my skin
Its gotten to hard, I think ill start again.

b.l