Cut my wrists and bleed.
Give you a chance to see.
How I used to be.
Before you ever new me.
To everyone, I am a stranger.
I'm filled with to much anger,
Put everyone in danger.
Lock me up, keep the key,
What I do is what you see.
They don't get that I could never be.
A better person/version of me.
I do it, think its crazy?
Things all start to get hazy.
I wined up on the floor,
I can't take it anymore.
You see right through the door.
Now no more blood will pour.-
