Bloody Wrists
(1995)

Tonight again I sit alone
Bleeding wrists, no one's home
I call your name again and again
No one's there to ease my pain
The knife is all, my only friend
Wound gets deeper until the end
I cut to feel all the pain
All that's real is crimson rain

I breathe my few remaining breaths
I just pray and hope for love or death

I drink my blood, I love the taste
The salty flesh just drips away
Rivers flow, growing red
Soon enough, I'll be dead
I love the anger, I love the hate
I love the pain, it feels so great
I cut slowly and I cut deep
I just pray for someone who will come for me

I breathe my few remaining breaths
I just pray and hope for love or death

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