Self-Injury Songs - Stone Sour
Is this wrong of me? I've come so far, so fast
I'm in the dark about a lot of things
Seems so real - to me!
I've consecrated!
I wish that I could hate it
I saw my bloody hands come clean before my eyes!
And I hear my wants and needs again, can you help me?
And I hear a different kind again, someone stop me
And I feel the strain inside my mind, am I crazy?
And I need to shed my skin, reveal this monolith within
Visions plague my dreams - oh god, what beast did this?
I couldn't have oh jesus, I just don't know
What's inside - of me?
I've desecrated!
My god, I love to hate it!
My hands are bloody again, there's no reason why!
And I hear my wants and needs again, can you help me?
And I hear a different kind again, someone stop me
And I feel the strain inside my mind, am I crazy?
And I need to shed my skin, reveal this monolith within
And I hear my wants and needs again, can you help me?
And I hear a different kind again, can you stop me
And I feel the strain inside my mind, am I crazy?
And I need to shed my skin, reveal this monolith within
Within!
-6. Monolith
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This one came from looking
This one opened twice
These two seem as smooth as silk, flush against my eyes
This one needed stitches and
This one came from rings
This one isn't even there, but I feel it more because you don't care
Yeah, Cut right into me
Yeah, Cause I am Made Of Scars
Yes I am made of scars
This one had it coming
This one found a vein
This one was an accident, but never gave me pain
This one was my fathers and
This one you can't see
This one had me scared to death,
But I guess I should be glad I'm not dead!!
Yeah, Cut right into me
Yeah, I am made of scars
Yes, I am made of scars
God, Don't you believe it
And I will find a way
Everything you are I will betray
Oooh, I swear that I will find a way
Everything you are is inside me
This one was the first one
This one had a vice
This one here I like to rub on dark and stormy nights
This one was the last one,
I don't remember how
But I remember blood and rain
AND I NEVER SAW IT COMING AGAIN
Yeah, Cut right into me
Yeah, Cause I am made of scars
Yes, I am made of scars
That's what I'm made of!
-5. Made Of Scars
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Wish I was too dead to cry
My self-affliction fades
Stones to throw at my creator
Masochists to which I cater
You don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I won't let go 'till it bleeds
Wish I was too dead to care
If indeed I cared at all
Never had a voice to protest
So you fed me shit to digest
I wish I had a reason;
My flaws are open season
For this, I gave up trying
One good turn deserves my dying
You don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I won't let go 'till it bleeds
Wish I'd died instead of lived
A zombie hides my face
Shell forgotten
With it's memories
Diaries left
With cryptic entries
And you don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I won't let go 'till it bleeds
You don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on
I'll never live down my deceit
-8. Bother
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