It Will All End Soon
Slashing away
Unable to stop
In it goes, the knief I'm using to
Cut away at my wrist
In deeper and deeper never stopping
Death is the only good that can come of this
Eventually I will die from blood loss
It Will All End Soon
Slashing away
Unable to stop
In it goes, the knief I'm using to
Cut away at my wrist
In deeper and deeper never stopping
Death is the only good that can come of this
Eventually I will die from blood loss