sitting in my room alone again
i know that they'll continue to fight
but still i pull the razor from the drawer
draining the pain seems to make it alright

I'm on my own like its always been
I cut my arm and lay back on my bed
control the pain and I feel strong
yet painful memories still run through my head

Take the blade and draw blood once more
This time going deeper than before
just so sick of knowing I'm alive
and memories of the past too painful to restore

when i cut i forget im alive
cutting makes my pain unreal
so dont tell me that its wrong
cause its how i learn to deal
 
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