Cut

I’m not a stranger, no I am yours
With crippled anger and tears that still drip sore
A fragile frame aged, with misery
And when our eyes meet, I know you see
I do not wanna be afraid
I do not wanna die inside just to breathe in
I’m tired, of feeling so numb
Relief exists I find it when, I am cut
I may seem crazy, or painfully shy
And these scars wouldn’t be so hidden
If you would just look me in the eye
I feel alone here and cold here
Though I don’t want to die
But the only anesthetic that makes me feel anything kills inside
I do not wanna be afraid
I do not wanna die inside just to breathe in
I’m tired of feeling so numb
Relief exists I find it when, I am cut (Hey)
I am not alone
I am not alone
I’m not a stranger, no I am yours
With crippled anger
And tears that still drip sore
But I do not wanna be afraid
I do not wanna die inside just to breathe in
I’m tired, of feeling so numb
Relief exists I found it when, I was cut