Today I started cutting,
To relieve all of my pain...

I thought that you would love me and stay true to...
I thought you were an angel, and that your love...

I miss those days, when I was young,
The innocence and having fun...

My heart cries out for the razor,
For it acts as an eraser...

The Great I Am,
The Prince of Peace...

I wonder, Oh I wonder,
How many silent cries...

Taken so early,
Taken so young...

I'm sitting in Iraq, just thinking bout back when
I used to make you smile over and over again...

God, Please make me strong,
I dont want to be alone...

I remember when I was young,
About fifteen years back...

All this pain, and all this stress,
It left me feeling all depressed...

Many times through the course of life ,
I slip and take a fall...