On the softer side of the blade
These scars have made you
On the steel lips of hell
Your arms tell the story
Of how you fell
Its such a quick pain
Such a fast relief
On your arms blood motif
The truth is there staring in my eye
How could I ever have been so blind
The truth is there spitting in my eye
I've found this comfort so f*c* mankind
This is who I am please don't cry
This is how I do it and this is how I'll die
The razor embraces the skin on my arm
But I could never tell you what was just wrong
