Have you ever felt like you have no control in your life? Thats how i feel when i don't have the knife.
Everything changes so quickly so fast, that i get lost in the shuffle and i dint know how to relax.
I needed to have a constant and to make sure I'm in control, it's my life why must I do what I'm told?
You might think I'm power hungry but I'm just tired of people running my life, they're already telling me who i should marry and that i would make a good wife.
Since when is it their business what i do and do not do? Why can't i control my life instead of leaving it to you.
I have my life here and a sharp blade in my hand, on the radio playing is a very sad band.
I need control and right here if i choose i can die, suddenly i look at myself in the mirror and start to cry.
I look so possessed with anger, i look so possessed with hate, that i know I'd go straight to hell and forget about those golden gates.
What ever happened to that sweet innocent girl i used to be? somebody tried to take me over and the only person without control was me.
What should i do with all of these feelings all of these screwed up years? how am i supposed to tell you that I am my greatest fear.
I really don't want to die, but sometimes it feels so right, taking that knife to my arm closing out the light.
The blood pouring down my arm the brilliant sea's of red, suddenly I'm looking down on me, realizing that I'm dead..
