Razor blade, my friend,
Bring my life to an end
Make it swift make it fast
Do it right make it my last
There is no longer any reason to be alive
No point to even try to survive
Because every day is the same
Starts and end in eternal pain
Within me it grows and grows
Until it feels like I am going to explode
But I ignore this pain, and cut instead
For I would rather be dead.
