Go to sleep, and close your eyes,
And dream of broken butterflies
That tore their wings against a thorn.
You know the pain that they have born.
Silver metal, shine so bright.
Scarlet blood, that feels so right.
Dream of that blood trickling down,
And wake up just before you drown.
The moonlight's shining off your tears
As you bleed out your own worst fears.
So tonight when you start to cry
Whisper the cutters' lullaby:
Hushabye baby, you're almost dead.
You don't have a pulse, your pillows red.
Your family hates you, and your friend let you bleed.
Sleep tight with a knife, cause that's all you need.
Rockabye baby, broken and scarred.
You didn't know that life would be this hard.
Time to end the pain that you hid so well,
And down will come baby.......,
Straight back to hell.
