I'm cutting my mental wrist
giving my veins a twist...

I've bled myself out through scars
as i looked into your eyes i passed stars...

I'm cutting myself into peices over you
becasue i can't stand the things you do...

I'm losing all i once knew
so hard, i'm trying to tell you...

This anger lies silently deep inside
the feelings i intentl and remorsfully hide...

She stands there silently in my screams
calling me in my nightmarish dreams...

She haunts me in my silent dreams
she teases me with banshee screams...

I stand here cutting my self into peices over you
i do this because i can't stand the things you do...

You just stand there silently in remorse
a razor in one hand and with scars of course...

Little boy, little boy how can you smile
when your leaders are like crocidles...

Our eyes are like windows
Easy to break, into shards...

Ive felt these scars before- Ive bleed like this...
Ive cut these wounds before- ive covered my self...