Remember when I dove into the crowd and I got a bloody knee under my skin, a mark from wiping out, it brings back the memories. Every bone's been broken, but my heart is still wide open. I can't stop, don't care if I lose. Baby you are the weapon I choose. These wounds are self inflicted. I'm going down in flames for you, baby you are the weapon I choose. These wounds are self inflicted, one more thing I'm addicted to. With each scar there's a map that tells a story. What a souvenir of young love's like. It's like jumping out of an air plane, riding a tidal wave of an ocean of emotions. My heart rips me wide open. I cover up these scars, but no make up can make up what we break up, and I can't stop seeing stars. I'm so knocked out whenever you're around. - Katy Perry
Hey guys as you may know I am obsessed with Katy Perry and whenever I'm in pain or depressed I listen to thus song and sing along to let it all out. If you are or were feeling like this in your life play this song, Self Inflicted and I'm sure it will make you feel better.