Crimson Drops

Crimson drops running off my wrists
Puddle on the floor
Deep lines crack across my face
Feeling tired with age
Watch the rain falling off my brow
Feeling tired once again
Laying down I feel the strain
Lost it all once again
Don’t speak, don’t say a thing
My head pounds with rage
Black spots cover up my eyes
I feel the pain
Stop screaming for awhile
Can’t take the pain
Feel my hair pulling out
Crimson spots on the stage
Stop the pain
Stop the pain
Stop the pain