Razorblades and knives
Brooke mackenzieThen I feel it cutting in
I see the red stuff seeping out
The stuff I couldn't live without
Like a sword, making wounds
They bleed, they weep, they keep me doomed
I'm trying not, to give up
I keep on going, cut cut cut
Razorblades and knives (hey)
Razorblades and knives (hey)
Razorblades and all sharp things
Cutting into my tough skin (x2)
Cutting, tearing, piercing me
I can't hear, and I can't see
Tears are rolling down my face
My crimson blood, begins to waste
I see the blade go deeper yet
Quite how deep, my brain forgets
I push it further, bit by bit
It hurts like hell, but I love it
Razorblades and knives (hey)
Razorblades and knives (hey)
Razorblades and all sharp things
Cutting into my tough skin (x2)
How much blood, I can't say
I hope I bleed some more today
I cut it more, I cut it deep
This sure beats the fatal leap
Finally the blade breaks through
The grinding of my white bones too
Now the time has finally come
Life and death, death has won
Razorblades and knives (hey)
Razorblades and knives (hey)
Razorblades and all sharp things
Cutting into my tough skin (x2)
You come in and see me there
You see the cuts, they're all so bare
You see the blood, the blade, the wounds
Bound with tears you flee the room