Burnt all bridges I have passed
No looking back to the life I once had...
- The hate for
myself is all that's left now
"As blood runs down my arms
I feel peace in my
heart..."
On my skin, the razor blade is shining bright
The veins show clearly
through, my blood is running wild
The deep red flowing within, longing to be free
A little
pressure's all it takes to make me bleed...to death
