Addicted Video (MV)

Had a blade in my hand and I froze...
Facing the pain as I go...
Days were the same on they own...
That blade just became my home...

I've been in danger...
A species endangered self harm was no stranger...
Sad part is... Nothing felt safer than a knife or a razor...
Started out small, but then I became a hater...
I admit I got addicted, and now when I hurt, I want it to stay there...

Addicted and constricted, admittance is stricken
Before after livid with God as my witness
Do you see where the slit is, silence kills with the crickets
Not much to fix it, mumbling through life with no diction
Knife lies like it's fiction, more and more, more friction
Someone please tell the demons to mind they own business...
I think every scar I deserve, and people wanna observe
They go on a search to find what I am worth...
Some say I'm great, if I could tell myself that
Then it'd be a first, but I fall on my back the pot has been stirred
The plate has been served the pain took a curve...
Kick me to the ground like dirt, and it won't hurt
I've done worse that's how my sight was obscured...
The grip has loosened up a bit, but it still remains firm...
I remember crying on the bathroom floor
Stinging arms while my vision blurred...
I remember late nights where all I would do is cry
I was the only one to hold myself tight
Clouds so thick God couldn't shed light...