(This is an old one I found, a note to those who will get concerned - X)
I scratch and pick and pull
At my sleeves
Like pulling the wool over a secret
Maybe if I showed you,
Would you promise,
Would you keep it?
Can I trust your eyes
So new and underprepared
People see my lines,
They get curious and scared
"I'd never think you'd do it."
One said to me
No one ever thinks I would
That's why it's such a surprise to see
Yeah I cut,
I like to bleed,
Though I won't talk about the monster's source
But I know we all have secrets,
So tell me love,
What's yours?
