Do You Know What It's Like?
How'd my life become like this?
How'd I become so sad?
I look back on all the good times,
And wonder how I lost everything I had.
I'm all alone here in my life,
My razor is my only friend.
It's the only thing that gives me power.
The power to chose when it all will end,
And I know it may hurt,
But it's less pain then what I normally go through,
Leaving me with a constant reminder,
And a permanent tattoo.
(CHORUS)
Caked on blood,
Scars burning red.
Do you know what it's like
To constantly wish you were dead?
Wake up screaming at night
Cry yourself back to sleep.
Do you know what it's like
To hope the razor cuts too deep?
I guess this is what I get,
For pushing everything aside.
For trying to let not let anyone know,
All of the problems that I hide.
They find it all out anyways,
And everything gets worse.
It's all progressed so far now,
I'm beginning to think it's all a curse.
That is until I see the red stream,
I create it every night.
It's not up to me anymore,
It's all in the razor, I can't fight.
(CHORUS)
Take the hit you're gonna throw.
You can't do anymore damage to me,
I do enough for everyone,
Although it's something you'll never see.
So when I'm gone, don't be surprised
You should have seen it coming.
It was my only way to save myself,
From the person I was becoming.
(CHORUS x3)
(Fade out with..)
I'll be gone before you know it
© Nikole Andersin, October 13th, 2006
How'd my life become like this?
How'd I become so sad?
I look back on all the good times,
And wonder how I lost everything I had.
I'm all alone here in my life,
My razor is my only friend.
It's the only thing that gives me power.
The power to chose when it all will end,
And I know it may hurt,
But it's less pain then what I normally go through,
Leaving me with a constant reminder,
And a permanent tattoo.
(CHORUS)
Caked on blood,
Scars burning red.
Do you know what it's like
To constantly wish you were dead?
Wake up screaming at night
Cry yourself back to sleep.
Do you know what it's like
To hope the razor cuts too deep?
I guess this is what I get,
For pushing everything aside.
For trying to let not let anyone know,
All of the problems that I hide.
They find it all out anyways,
And everything gets worse.
It's all progressed so far now,
I'm beginning to think it's all a curse.
That is until I see the red stream,
I create it every night.
It's not up to me anymore,
It's all in the razor, I can't fight.
(CHORUS)
Take the hit you're gonna throw.
You can't do anymore damage to me,
I do enough for everyone,
Although it's something you'll never see.
So when I'm gone, don't be surprised
You should have seen it coming.
It was my only way to save myself,
From the person I was becoming.
(CHORUS x3)
(Fade out with..)
I'll be gone before you know it
© Nikole Andersin, October 13th, 2006
