Little black dots
all in a line...
We've got rust on our teeth
And rust on our lips...
So much time spent alone
I created this prison. I had a release...
Impulse
The impulse to hit...
Oh, my God, I'm drowning
somebody grab my hand, please...
Never can a day go by without having the feeling...
In misery is where i always am wondering to myself...
Know i have made many
in my present and past...
Watch the blood come from my arm,
help me it will not stop...
Mirror, mirror, on the wall.
why do i look like this at all...
In a small Town,
where i dwell...
I cut corners and lines into my skin
But the pain I hold goes much further in...
Trying not to cry
Im full of hurt...