I've been writing on these walls
making signs to let you know
that what i did before
i never meant to show
you never should've found out
you never should've learned
but you pushed into my business
it's not information you've earned
my arms are my property
my wrists are mine only
i bought the razor, i earned the money
I'm not a puppet
you can't control me
my strings attached
to the soul within me
the time's disappearing
night's drawing near
as my thoughts dissolve
i take my only sanity with me
and leave only a trace of my existence
my hanging body
