I can't do it anymore,
can't pretend to be happy.
I'm sitting on the floor,
thinking my life is crappy.
I've lost my friends,
I've lost everything.
I've lost myself,
that's where it all begun.
I'm staring at my cat,
he knows something's wrong.
It's not something I can laugh at,
but somehow I'm laughing all day long.
I take out my razor blades,
put them on my hand.
I have different types of shades,
this is where it all ends.
Blood is tripping down my hand,
I can't feel a thing.
I guess this is my wonderland,
my everything.
