I’ve become so cold,
I’ve become so distant,
Cutting open my body
To see what’s inside of me,
Tears stream faster and faster
Down my ivory cheeks,
I don’t like what I am
And I don’t like what I see,
Staring down at the crimson river
I see all my mistakes
Bleeding out of me,
This battle takes a toll
And this battle pains me so,
Its not a battle against a razor...
Its only a battle against myself
