اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Sliceaway the streams of fear, Face the trauma, the black becomes clear
Feel the blade feel inner peace, Blood will flow like a pressure release
Cracked emotions
I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding
Problems deceased
I'm bleeding, my pressure's released
Carved my wrist but missed the vein, Way too shallow, my problems remain
My temple I desecrate, Can't face the future my past is my fate
You brought me flowers
It was more than you gave me when I was alive
Your cold eyes shed a tear
More emotion in a second than you showed me in a lifetime
You said that you will miss me
Then you bent down and kissed me
But the warmth had passed from your lips
