If You Live By The Sword,...
I open my eyes
but still manage to dream
This cold bathroom floor
now just feels like home to me
I stumble to the mirror
and I naturally start to clean
But my body's scorned withmarks
that say these aren'tthe last lines
that I'll see
So please cut this string
attached to my wrists
Buried in my shaking palm
I hold this evil in my fist
I relive my pain
with every scar
It's a battle field of memories
that just won't go away
for me...
This world has tied me down
and the knot keeps tightening
Cause I'm just a puppet
dangling from this breaking string
But maybe I'll turn
this blade the other way
And roll up my sleeves
to let the scars show my mistakes
So please cut this string
attached to my wrists
Buried in my shaking palm
I hold this evil in my fist
I relive my pain
with every scar
It's a battle field of memories
that just won't go away
for me...
You couldn't make the cut
so now you'll make this cut
You couldn't make the cut
so now you'll make this cut
You couldn't make the cut
so now you'll make this cut
You couldn't make the cut
so now you'll make this cut
I can't breath
I'm in need
where's my crimson savior
No I won't crawl back
just to bleed
Forgive me
I promise I'll stay clean