You're looking at me
asking me, who is to blame...
I live 3 life's and all are hidden from the other
i live the church girl...
I cut myself because i can
you cant stop me no you cant...
It lies
It hates...
Ex-tra-ter-rest-rial
tor-men-ting-pain...
The warmth in my skin proceeded to leave,
My mind packed what it had and left...
The feeling is so strong.
It takes over your whole body...
'Do not worry love, come to me.
You have so much suffering...
Dear Knife,
Cut my skin and make me cry...
Tick tock it's going away dreams are running it's...
She held the knife deep against her arm
Watching as the blood slowly ran down to her...
It's taking me over.
The pain and the suffering...