I sit and pick my brain each night
With an axe in my hand held tight
Killing myself, I can't escape the rat race
Bity my nose to spite my face
Should I hope to be vincited
Wallowing in neckQuicksand dissent, pressure free
Deepest wounds are self inflicted
Self mutilation, the daily partion Always alone, society's abortion
Resentful past breeds hopeful future With tears of blood, I remove the sutures
Dying inside, emotions they hide
I climb from the sewer, the years that I have
Irreperable damage from the tears that I've cried
spent
Self mutilation or my environment Chorus 2x:
Tears of Blood, Tears of Blood
I cry, I cry
Tears of Blood, Tears of Blood
I die Deny myself for fear of being
Is it over now, has my heart stopped beating
Lying here just self defeating
Twisted anger screams my brain
My mind is empty, it won't stop bleeding
Over the edge, I hang in pain
With tears of blood alone I wallow
Mouth locked shut my mind won't swallow What you call masochism I call wealth
No one to blame except myself
Maybe its just a matter of pride
Too sweet to end with suicide Torturing myself, I'm forever doomed
Peel the scub, pour salt in the wound
Looking east and west each and every moon
A peaceful rest comes somebody soon No one to blame expect myself
Is death life and do we live in hell?
What you call masochism I call wealth Chorus 3x Lead Time wasted by Mikko Virtanen (mtv@klinja.fipnet.fi.
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