क्रेडिट्स

गाने

I feel nothing, fuck, like sick despair
All this suffering, goddamn, don't you care?
Here's the rope, tie me up to the bed
Pull it hard, break the skin, take me out of my head
There's just one thing (One thing), all I ask you to do
A small something (Something), here's my body to use
Place my soul in a box and believe
The world's not ready to fault misery
Count down the days that you have kept me alive
In this place, only the willing survive
It's my pleasure, cut with one hand
I'm the queen of the dark, I command
There's just one thing (One thing), all I want you to do
A small something (Something), here's my body to use
Show the world how to fear and blaspheme
Here's the rope, pull it tight, show me dark and obscene
As the smoke clears and in whispering waves of self-mutilation
I see the dark sky fall to pieces
The world is sometimes too heavy to breathe
And the depths surround me like an ocean
I can't recognize the reflection looking back from the mirror
It's just some sort of silent stranger
With human eyes and a deadly stare
He sees everything and why
Then with one last glimmer to fight
I'll transform into a monster and try it
With no heart, no limbs, no desire
This is not a suicide letter
I just want to get a real close look at death
Touch his matted hair as I pass him by
You slashed my heart on the razor's edge
(On the razor's edge, on the razor's edge)
You slashed my heart on the razor's edge
(On the razor's edge, on the razor's edge)
You slashed my heart on the razor's edge
(On the razor's edge, on the razor's edge)
You slashed my heart on the razor's edge
(On the razor's edge, on the razor's edge)
You slashed my heart on the razor's edge
(On the razor's edge, on the razor's edge)
You slashed my heart on the razor's edge
(On the razor's edge, on the razor's edge)
You slashed my heart on the razor's edge
(On the razor's edge, on the razor's edge)
You slashed my heart on the razor's edge
(On the razor's edge, on the razor's edge)
You slashed my heart on the razor's edge
(On the razor's edge, on the razor's edge)
Written by: Kenneth Fletcher, William Control
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