1 cut 2 cut 3 cut 4
My blood drips to the floor
As i kneel on the blood stained ground
Nothing around me makes a sound
As the tears rush down my face
I smile for I'm leaving this dreading place
Now as the bood drips faster
I could't think of a more perfect disaster
I plunge the razor into my wrist so deep
Slowly I lay down into my permanet sleep
