All it takes is a single cut,
Not too deep but almost enough.
The pain consuming my soul,
Shifts to the pain I can now hold.
The beginning is rough,
A pressure that soon won’t be enough.
So I do it again and again,
Until I no longer feel that pain.
The cuts become deeper as my soul weeps once more,
The temptation far too good to ignore.
Temptation far too good to ignore.
Temptation far too good to ignore.
Each day the urge would return with a vengeance I couldn’t discern,
All it wants is for me to burn
The voices that tell me I’m never enough,
The voices that say everything is a bluff.
They vanish like a leaf blown away by the wind,
Like a season coming to an end.
And all I can do is watch the blood of my despair,
While I wash the cuts with a murderous glare.
The beginning is rough,
A pressure that soon won’t be enough.
So I do it again and again,
Until I no longer feel that pain.
The cuts become deeper as my soul weeps once more,
The temptation far too good to ignore.
Temptation far too good to ignore.
Temptation far too good to ignore.
