I slash my wrists,
I cut my thighs.
I starve my demons,
I hope they'll die.
I'm falling hard,
Numbing the pain.
Don't miss me I beg,
I'm happier this way.

I slash my wrists,
I cut my thighs.
I starve my demons,
I hope they'll die.
I'm falling hard,
Numbing the pain.
Don't miss me I beg,
I'm happier this way.