..Switchblade Saint...
Hello there the angel from my nightmare
The shadow in background of the morgue
The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley
We can live like Jack and Sally if we want
Where you can always find me
And we'll have Halloween on Christmas
And in the night we'll wish this never ends
We'll wish this never ends
--I miss you::Blink-182 (old school i know xD)
Small, simple, safe price.
Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets.
This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals.
And I am not afraid to die;
I am not afraid to bleed and ******** and fight,
I want the pain of payment.
What's left, but a section of pigmy sized cuts.
Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted ******** you be my little cut?
Would you be my thousand ******** make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid.
To fill and spill over and under my thoughts.
My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter.
I'm cutting trying to picture your black, broken heart.
Love is not like anything.
Especially a ******** knife!
--I'm a Fake::The Used