Being Able To Feel Nothing 歌词

My blood, my flesh, my veins Play with me My bones, my beast Play with me There's a starving beast inside my chest Playing with me until he's bored Then, slowly burying his tucks in my flesh Crawling his way out he rips open old wounds When I reach for the knife placed on The bedside table, its blade reflects My determined face to plant it in my chest And carve a hole so deep it snaps my veins Hollow me out, I want to feel empty Where I could see my master's thorns I'd start peeling the skin off his cheeks And scratch his eyes until he could no longer see The blood dripping on the white sheets of my bed The stains I will never be able to remove Dripping all over the floor, I would drag myself outside As I open the front door the sun Captures my weary face The weight comes off, when I let go It's so strange Being able to feel nothing