I can't just walk away-
I know that there's a better answer.
A better way than this.
But the Devil's playing games
And the razor blade is begging me to listen to my wrists:
Just let go. Just let go.
Take the vein and I will take your pain.
Just let go. Just let go.
You're not meant for this world.
I was meant to take you away.
My will is weak.
And my hands tremble.
I take the razor and I say,
Not Today. Not Today.
Open up and bleed or there'll be hell to pay.
Not today. Not today. In some future I may falter. Not today.
So, here we stand at this familiar impasse.
It's you and me, motherfucker.
It's just you and me.
Just you and me. Just you and me.
I gather up my strength and touch the ground.
Feet don't fail me now.
See me. Hear me.
I don't need you to take my pain
See me. Hear me.
I open up and bleed in a different way
See me. Hear me.
I won't give voice to delusion
I AM.