I sit in my room, no light, no sound.
Just unspoken feelings tearing me up.
Every thing's goin' down the drain, the shits hit the fan.
It's causing me so much pain.
It seems I'd be better of dead, with no anger, no sadness no pain...
Cutting myself seems like the only way, cause it takes all my sorrows away.
I cut myself and watch the blood hit the floor. Death's knocking on my door. Everything that brought me pain is no more.
I'm crying day and night now. Why can't I just6 be free?
Cutting myself seems like the only way.
Every thing's goin' down the drain, the shit's hit the fan it's causing me so much pain.
