Twist The Knife
I choose to push the knife in further
And twist the blade, further, further
Till I lose all sense of the feeling
My blood is spilling
But somehow, I have my victory
Not the fact that I'm slowly driving close to the edge
Day by day
Rather it is the power I wield in these moments
The power to twist this knife and control this pain
Afterall, everything I wanted has been denied of me
I don't blame you for my misery
But that does not make you any less guilty
I see your life
It's better than mine
I feel rotten
It's a cycle
I'd be damned happy when all of this is over.
