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Underneath the Skin
Seems like I'm seeing things better
Sitting alone in the dark,
Like the flashing blade,
Cold as your shoulder.
Tears fall thick like blood,
Dripping into the sink.
The splash of ice water
Can't numb the pain in my heart
[Can it numb the pain in my hand?],
But red lines clear my mind
[Like white lines never could],
Free to let me think;
Pondering shit to see if i deserve.
Seems like, sometimes,
I've seen it all but the end.
Wondering when it comes,
What will it bring
[As i smoke away at my light,
Ashes falling forgotten to my lap]?
Will the one I find
Compare to those left behind?
Or do I search red paths
Leading to a pointless defeat?
Mother take my hand,
Release me from myself.
Lead me from the beast
Who lives beneath my face.
[But was it you, or me?]
Father take my hand.
Tell me there's no other way.
Save me in your arms from the beast
Beneath the face.
I look up into the mirror to
Find myself here again.
I'm locked in this room,
In myself, locked in time.
In my hands I hold the keys;
One opens the door to
Walk away from myself again,
The other opens my skin
And the demon's release.
[Both seem to lead nowhere in the end]
I hit the ground like the habit
I can't seem to make fade
[A needle bounces from the tile,
A blade floats in now pink water].
It hits me again,
Somewhere deep in my soul.
I long to fill the hole
But I can't find the right path.
And so I draw myself another map
[Into my skin so i cannot forget].
I spell misery out in red.
Try to out cry the pain in my heart
With the pain in my hand.
[I feed me so I can't feel me]
