So you cut yourself because it feels nice
and you giggle more with every slice
It feels good to you when you pierce yourself
with the knives stacked high on your kitchen shelf
You cry out loud that you dont want attention
and that you like to hide in your fifth dimension
Showing various people the scars on your skin
Consuming their reactions you hide your grin
You say you've got voices in your head
so tell me now what it is they said
Dont tell me your lies because I know the truth
I have always been able to see through you
Cut yourself a little deeper and see how that feels
only then will you know that your pain isn't real
