Blood, blood, watch it drip
Down my arm, in a strip
Get the blade, shove it in
Feel the pain, once again
The pain feels good, in my arm
As the blood drips, it feels warm
Blood, blood, watch it drip
Sometimes I hope, that the blade may slip
In my arm, through my veins it goes
When I don't die, it really blows
So I try again, with thoughts of hope
This time, I use a rope
Blood, blood, watch it drip
Out my body it goes, with my hand in a grip
Put the blade in, really deep
Until my body, starts to feel weak
I keep cutting, until I feel death
I bleed out, until my last breath
