knives and iodine

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I think I'm addicted,
I'm addicted to pain,
I keep cutting my skin,
I keep burning my brain.

I keep breaking what's been broken,
Over a million times,
So I feel the pain,
And get more iodine,

I noticed being lonely,
It's only fun in a group,
You want to get out,
When it comes to be true.

I want to get well,
I wanna make the right moves,
But my addiction is to strong
And I'm lost in the group.

I want to recover
But I want to be burned,
I think the word insane
Is the medical term,

I want to turn off the noise,
But the voices are screaming
The IV drops a stream of poison,
And every little thought is just so demeaning

So I drift off in my sleep,
And to make sure that I die,
In my dreams I sing
Sweet lullaby

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