the mask i wear
it craked
just a little
but when i saw the knife
i just cut
not me... it was her
the perfect girl
yes oh when i draw that blood
the urge come back
i wated to draw more
but she thought i didn't mean too
oh yes i did when i saw the blood
i wanted to take the knife across her throat
watch the life bleed out of her
i am sick
but how sick would you call me
