Blood running down my ankles and wrists
I bring my hands into a fist
Blood is running over my Plot twist
The blades they call my name
They want to be brought back to fame
They know they are a important part in this game
I heard a proverb that was once said
It's better to be alive then dead
When I lay down I just rest my head
I see the red going over my skin
My blood was never meant to be kept in
Blood within walls of skin
Being trapped in like it sinned
Going over pins and needles over again
It's like saying goodbye to a long lost friend.
I know you think this is the end
But it's not it's only just begun
I'm here to stay
To make sure you don't go astray
