Driving a razor into my skin.
Love for the blood,this is my sin.
All the anger inside of me.
All the pain you cannot see.
Slice it up,bleed it away.
So I can live another day.
Deeper and deeper, why can't I feel?
I need to know if this is real.
Dead inside, at life I can't win.
Surviving by cutting,this is my sin. |