FiNaL CuT

by 4EvErHeRs   Oct 23, 2005


Alone I sit in the corner of my cold room
Blood and tears mix together
While my prayer wishes for my early tomb

God, I say, please take this pain away
Scars now cover my whole body
And I cannot bare another aching day

Life no longer has a sweet, loving taste
Everything seems to be falling apart
I look at what Ive done, and only see a waste

God, see the scars and cuts
I made them all
Its an addiction thats eating me like maggots

God, see my tainted soul
I made it like that
I took one step down then lost control

So heres my final cut straight through a vein
Finally soon I may rest in peace
Away from this world, and away from my pain

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