I stood on the bridge, scared as hell
but thinking things will all be well...
So today i tried to tell you
how i really feel...
I have to go
get out of this place...
She takes the knife
and its a normal night...
You see me this morning
and think to yourself why theres scars on my wrist...
Anger buried deep inside,
Tears flowing slowly...
Blood, runs scarlet down my arms
I've fallen to the razor's charms...
Never have I been closer
Than I am today...
I saw you my friend
you helped me out...
I'm sick of everything
its all so bad...
Black isn't the color of death
It's the true color of life...
Behind my bedroom door
lies the darkness i call home...