my time has come to walk now and leave with death

i cut because the pain kills me

the blood flows and the pain flees

the razor changes colors fast

and all the pain is in the past

it comes up every now and then

but thats when i pull out the razor again

i cover the scars so you wont see

because this isnt the one you know

to you its not me

i'm not a cutter in your eyes

and if you knew i konw youd despise

i wish i was normal and i wish i was free

but i'm locked up and there is no key

again i cut again and again

and i know every last cut is a sin

add them to the pile with the lost key

because this is me...
 
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