Bleed out your deepest fears
with the red of your tears
nobody understands you
they never do
The blade thirsts for more
always more blood then before
breaking your pretty skin
with scars oh-so thin
The note written lays by your bed
as your razor kissed wrists are stained red
beneath is your skin like porcelain
like an abyss you are fallin' in
The blade creating an evil sin
but it is worth the adrenaline
you shall live for nothing more
then the puddle of red on the floor
Long sleeve shirts in the summer days
hiding the scars just like always
the old you has died along the way
gone since that day
Drowned in your blood
washed away in the flood
I wish you could see
all that you could be
More then the kid with a terrible life
so find the strength to put down the knife
when you do life will be okay
with the red of your tears
nobody understands you
they never do
The blade thirsts for more
always more blood then before
breaking your pretty skin
with scars oh-so thin
The note written lays by your bed
as your razor kissed wrists are stained red
beneath is your skin like porcelain
like an abyss you are fallin' in
The blade creating an evil sin
but it is worth the adrenaline
you shall live for nothing more
then the puddle of red on the floor
Long sleeve shirts in the summer days
hiding the scars just like always
the old you has died along the way
gone since that day
Drowned in your blood
washed away in the flood
I wish you could see
all that you could be
More then the kid with a terrible life
so find the strength to put down the knife
when you do life will be okay
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