I stand fast to a razor blade syphony,
Each one becons me,
I leap forward for a brand new lighter, just wanting to touch the fire
I'm grasping a handfull of pills, just yerning to eat them until i'm ill
I step to the ledge of a 20 story building
Waiting to jump to end this feeling
I fiddle with this lovley rope
It gives me hope that one day i'll be free
I bet my demons will be proud of me