Trying to suppress the rage
That’s always burning inside...
CUTTER:
Her eyes have seen a lot of things...
My thought's are racing, body's tense.
Raging static...makes no sense...
The walls filled with regretted tears
The floor filled with never ending fears...
They say i do it for attention
but its only for shame i held...
Horizontal lines
Blood shines...
Take the blade
Into my hand...
My walls are being rebuilt tonight,
I'm constructing them as we speak...
I tried to stop this, i didn't want to die
but it seems that all i did was cry...
Oh Look at her, she's so beautiful
Look at me, I'm awful...
Tip the candle
Cast the flame...
Why would you say that
And let me hear it all...