Testo di My Wrist Is My Canvas

Ahh I lied To everyone I'm not clean I'm such a fiend I cut until I pass out I cut until black out I hate that I'm alone again I need a cutting friend I bleed from everywhere My life feels so unfair All the eyes that look and stare My parents unconditional glare I'm too scared to die I'm too scared to die I'm too scared to die I'm too scared to die So my wrist is my canvas Its not that bad anyway It’s not that bad anyway I'm falling into the walls The razorblade just calls