One Cut, Two Cut, Three Cut, Four
Cut Here, Cut There, Cut Everywhere...

Maybe it's time to be me,
and drop the mask i hide behind...

Hearts can love.
Even if they do...

Gripping Cold...
Breaking Cloud...

Not doing as I am told,
I'm only as free as a caged bird...

Sleep my baby... and don't forget...
Tonight you might as well be dead...

Standing in the rain...
Staring through the darkness...

Down to the bottom of my darkness... I fall...
Not sure how to stop...

All you hear is the dead silence of blood...
The slight 'tick' of the razor leaving your...

Wait your turn...
Take a breath...

Who ever said I could handle anything you threw at...
Who ever said that I'd be OK...

Your always there,
Sitting near the oak tree...