I feel the release
i feel the addiction...

I don't know what to say
but the thought...

As i stand
razor in my hand...

That's what you call me
a disrespectful teenager...

I'm sorry
for all the times i didn't call...

I think about
the pain you fell...

The only one to tell
now knows of my hell...

It's funny to think that my whole life
suddenly revolves completely around a knife...

I hang up the phone
and my eyes cloud up; i'm alone...

There are times when all i want is to die
i sit alone in the dark and cry...

Tonight even the moon will hide
from the haunting terror...

Tonight you told me you hate life
tonight you told me she doesn't care...