• It’s all just scraps of dried up skin
    Holding in the pus and blood
    But when I cut my arm again
    There will be a crimson flood

    Like the one’s so many times before
    It will leave me small and weak
    But I will emerge stronger
    I guess I’m still a freak

    But at least I know I’m better
    Because I stand for something real
    And I don’t really give a ********
    If you don’t understand how I feel

    Cut a line across my heart
    And watch the blood rain down
    What do you think of my bloody art?
    Why do I see your frown?

    There is nothing wrong with me
    Except that I’m not bleeding
    Why is it no one else can see,
    That I love the feeling?

    Because nothing else matters
    If you won’t take me as I am
    Stop asking why I do this
    I do it because I can

    And because the pain is pleasure
    That nowhere else I’ll find
    The liquid ruby treasure
    Is what lets me rest my mind

    So leave me to my sorrow
    Leave me to my pain
    Let me go tomorrow
    Let me see the rain