He asks me to find myself.
But I am not sure it is worth the search...
Sleek silver blade
Across my wrist...
Today I learned what it is to cry
To look in the mirror and tell a lie...
Touching the mirror,
Never noticed this before...
I walked into this new life, I was once a lover.
I cut the addiction away, My heart was a drummer...
Do me a big favor, and just let the screen...
Maybe I’m better off dead, its another...