Watch the blade, as it catches the light
Cuts into your arm, makes you feel so alive
A moments release feeling so empty inside
Trying to understand, your place in the world
The blade, makes it all seem so real
That cold razors edge, burning into your flesh
Crimson stains, the hot searing pain
You want them to understand, that you exist
On the razor's edge
The scars on your arm, you hide them away
Unlike the pain in your soul
They slowly fade
You see no escape
It's the way that it is
You stand on the edge
Of a deep, dark, abyss