SUICIDAL PLAY



The blade held closely to my palm
A slice away but I remain calm
Run the cold edge over my vein
Getting a kick out of playing with pain

My mind tries to grasp another way
I sit and commit suicidal play
My mind tries to tackle another day
I sit and commit suicidal play

Everyday is worse than the last
The blade helps me forget the past
I wanna push inside and brake the skin
To reach the central nerve within

I wanna feel the edge inside my wrist
Half way to feeling like I don't exist
I've lost all control of the knife
Lost all control over life

My mind tries to grasp another way
I sit and commit suicidal play
My mind tries to tackle another day
I sit and commit suicidal play

My mind tries to grasp another way
I sit and commit suicidal play
My mind tries to tackle another day
I sit and commit suicidal play

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