• .:Sinking In (Playing with Scissors)

    Mother always said, Never run with Scissors
    They always said,
    Never play with fire.
    Yet never say never when
    You wannah burn brighter

    I can't help but love this sweet relief,
    The feeling of the world,
    Down at my feet

    But I can take the Pain,
    This lovely Rain,
    Crimson on my cheeks.
    No, I can't take this agony
    Not another day, not another week

    Oh, I love the feeling of stone feathers
    Rough against my skin.
    Even jsut a ruler, just a pen
    jsut a little poke
    Can make me blend in

    Well, I can take the pain,
    This lovely rain, crimson on my cheeks.
    But I can't take the agony
    Of not Sinking In

    I swear I can take the Pain,
    This lovely spell,
    Ectasy, making me insane.
    But I can't take your agony
    Of never coming to an End.

    Mother said never run with scissors,
    But she never said they feel so nice
    Sinking In