Cut

The light head
The free feeling
The crimson red

The uncontrolable urge
Unable to fight it
Making skin and metal merge

Keep drawing the line
Can't stop now
The tingle in the back of your mind

The feeling of freedom
Thats not really there
Bubbling up inside them

The crimson blood
Spilling over the wound
Filling the cut like a flood

Flood of red
Flooding your emotions
Flooding your head

Can you control it
Can you change it
Can you ignore it

When it starts to be painfull
Will you get help?