Shiny metal blade on that freshly healed skin
the will to press, sharp as a pin
with all the 'don't's and 'please's fighting against
that same metal blade that's deep within
Gone is the strength and now you're weak
look up, let everyone see
damn, you promised, so why again?
what happened to the 'okay, no more, I swear!'?
Took it away because 'I'm helping you'
no, you're not, I'm not a fool.
I've gave in once and I'll do it more
that is, until I let myself fall.
