Tell me where to find death
To tell her about my wish
She gave me pills and knives
And a rope that I cannot reach
Guilty for a little cut
I'm guilty for a little...cut
Conceited but ashamed of
The scratches I did to myself
Regardless of what the told you
This pain doesn't seem to go away
Guilty for a little cut
I'm guilty for a little...
I was to listen to god
But my ears had already been cut off
No mercy weakness or lies
I'm my own enemy...
To tell her about my wish
She gave me pills and knives
And a rope that I cannot reach
Guilty for a little cut
I'm guilty for a little...cut
Conceited but ashamed of
The scratches I did to myself
Regardless of what the told you
This pain doesn't seem to go away
Guilty for a little cut
I'm guilty for a little...
I was to listen to god
But my ears had already been cut off
No mercy weakness or lies
I'm my own enemy...