Oh how I hate
That wonderful mistake
Suicidal confessions
That take me to this place
This place inside my head
Sitting so lonely on my bed
So take thy hand
And cut thy wrist
Knowing everything ends in death
Take thy hand
And cut thy wrist
Knowing thyself is so close to death
Taste thy lips
And cut thou brow
As you are killing me know
Suicidal Confessions
In your head
Lead me so softly unto your bed
Knowing that known of this should have happened
Being so close to sucidal confessions
Blood pours from thy wrist
You taste thy blood from thy lips
In our last and final kiss
