The night the first thought struck me,
As though the world stopped spinning
My life wasn't worth it, hell I knew
It from the beginning.
To look at myself,
To see what I've become
Would be plunging a knife to the heart,
Would I be that dumb,
When I'm being torn apart?
A bullet through my skull
Would do it,
An agonizing pain
Could I pull through it?
You'd always be the same.
A sick tightening of a rope
to push all pain out
To end everything in life
The hurt, the pain, the shouts
Sometimes crying is a hell of
A lot worse,
Then letting go and dying
I look at the world
I see what we've become
All I see is the need
for human blood, a sacrifice
I'd gladly give you mine,
Here's some childish advice
You realize what seems to lie
Beyond those deceiving eyes
But you don't see the fool you've
become, you don't realize
But times have changed
so have I
I'm sick of
all these deceiving eyes
I may end up in hell
But it's better than your promises
and lies.
So if any occasion I
begin to cry, don't tell me it'll be ok
because you can't see
further than today
I watch the news
I see the paper
I see what's going on,
And Eric's out there
risking his ass, for a cause
he doesn't comprehend
We're fighting for power
fighting for land
Losing our minds,
Risking our blood
If you want blood
I'll gladly slice me up for you
Because all the while
you're killing me
I'll sit back and smile
with glee
You're doing me a favor
really, I whisper in your ear
because killing myself
would get me in hell
you're just taking me outta here
A drop of blood
Don't scare me none
Another drop may
get the job done
kill me quick
or kill me slow
all the while
you've got to know
I couldn't care less
the pain I've suffered
caused me much
more stress
Now I can go on to heaven
if He still lets me
You killed me inside,
now maybe you'll help
me out.
Hold tight onto this knife
Grip strongly, because you're
holding my life
Close your eyes
as the wound deepens
and your face shows surprise
as I hand you my heart
Time goes on, no one would
care, if I cut off
my arm, or cut off
my hair
No one would cry,
so cut me now
I need to die.
Let me feel physical pain
emotional pain
there's nothing to gain
with physical, I can let go.
