SLICE MY SKIN
WHAT A SIN
WASH THE PAIN AWAY
AND CRY EVERYDAY
BLOOD COVERS MY ARM
FROM THE SELF HARM
RAZOR BLADES
IN A DAZE
MY BODY IS SCARS
AND I HAVE DREAMS WHERE IM RUN OVER BY CARS
I MUST PASS OUT
WITHOUT A DOUBT
THATS THE ONLY WAY I'LL SLEEP
BUT FOR NOW I WEEP
I HAVE SORROW TO LEND
BUT THIS IS MY END