There's something deep inside of me
a poison, invisible its clear
I can feel it start to spread threw
The spiderweb of veins
Just below my pale skin
The thin blue paths it follows
That's where the problem lies
I have a cure, as dark as it may be
Pure and clean
That's what I will be
I hide away in the shadows
Pretend that its alright
But the moment I have the chance
I will make myself right
This isn't new
Its almost a routine
Close the door
Strip
You'll soon be pure
Unwrap the blade
Clean the skin
There's nothing left but...
The Cut