Knife to my throat, sliding across my neck.
Do you realize, everything that you do to me, never measures up to how much
I’ve done to you?
Don’t you realize, me standing here is just another reason, that I am
strong.
You can’t kill me.
You just thrill my senses.
I have no fear in death.
Just fear in me, myself.
Can anybody touch me?
Or does nobody even care?
Pain is just a perception.
You either believe you can feel or you don’t.
Just another illusion, in this society cult.
I’m giving in and I’m giving up.
Watch me bleed,
Hear me scream,
This is the kind of shit, I live for, each and every day.
Pain, my only friend.
My shadow, following me slowly fading away, when he knows. I will never add
up to nothing.
The Reaper, coming to take my life, for the thousandths time.
How many times does it make this year?
My grave empty, my body a corpse of mass destruction.
I’m the devil in a black dress, 666 burned in my forehead.
Red lipstick smeared on my tainted lips, or is it blood, spilled from the
innocent?
My eyes, the portals to another realm.
Look inside and see yourself, for who you really are.
Are you afraid?
Well, you should be...



 
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