The touch of day I am bleeding away I'm a victim of myself Scream to the sky Asking God "Why have I lived to see this day?" There's no light in this shade I begin my crusade I cut to be free Chasin' a dream The inside of me screams "Why have I lived to see this day?"
My future is my past That's why good things never last I'm a prisoner of my mind I want you to see What is inside of me But I'm scared of what you find When you say that you care I can't hear I don't hear 'Cause I know I'm not what you need To lose you is worse Than the screams of this curse And so I'd rather bleed
Scars on my skin Tell me where to begin Did a line like a diagram There's no light in this shade I'm a slave to this blade I cut to know who I am The pain is a map And each gash and each gash Let me live another day I feel cold I feel hot And I cut And I got to live and bleed another day