Songs with lyrics that are related to self-injury.
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And if you save yourself
You will make him happy
He'll keep you in a jar
And you'll think you're happy
He'll give you breather holes
And you'll think you're happy
He'll cover you with grass
And you'll think you're happy
Now
You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room
Conclusion came to you
And if you cut yourself
You will make him happy
He'll keep you in a jar
And you'll think you're happy
He'll give you breather holes
And you will seem happy
He'll cover you with grass
And you'll think you're happy
Now
You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room
Conclusion came to you
And if you fool yourself
You will make him happy
He'll keep you in a jar
And you'll think you're happy
He'll give you breather holes
And you will seem happy
You'll wallow in your shit
And you'll think you're happy
So go on
And I will refrain
And I'll keep on running this neverending race
maybe next time will be the right time
and maybe next time will be your time
So save your scissors
For someone else's skin
My surface is so tough
I don't think the blade will dig in
Save your strength
Save your wasted time
There's no way that I want you to be left behind
Go on save your scissors
Save your scissors
So why does it always seem
That every time I turn around
Somebody falls in love with me?
This has never been my sole intention
And I have never claimed to have patents on such inventions
Just save your scissors
For someone else's skin
My surface is so tough
I don't think the blade will dig in
Save your strength
Save your wasted time
There's no way that I want you to be left behind
Go on save your scissors
Save your scissors
There is something that I must confess to you tonight
To you tonight
And that is I expect nothing less from you tonight
From you tonight
Go on save your scissors
Save your scissors
Save your scissors
i never took you for a trick but, sometimes,
i don't know what you want.
i can take it if you need to take this out on someone.
that little bitch, with her head held so high,
talking shit when i,
i cut myself so i can feel something i,
know is not a lie.
That one stings a little
I'm always in the middle
I don't expect but try me
And you will always find me here
This is where I scream from
You can take it all away and I'll miss
There's a little bit of you in all this
And you can say you only think you know, yeah
Please, there's a better bit of me to see yet
Cause you haven't seen any of my best
You know I hate myself without you now
Hurts the same when nobody knows
I guess that's just how it goes
And I won't say anything at all
I was talking on a dollar sign
anxious, scared of what you need
Everybody wants a piece of you
Everyone takes a piece of me
Lyrics
That one stings a little
I'm always in the middle
I don't expect but try me
And you will always find me here
This is where I scream from
You can take it all away and I'll miss
There's a little bit of you in all this
And you can say you only think you know, yeah
Please, there's a better bit of me to see yet
Cause you haven't Read more »
i have scars on my body
from using myself
abusing myself
in sickness and in health
i have bruises on my body
which go away with time but remain in my mind forever
as a constant reminder of the last man i loved
loathed
left
i have the word 'truth' on my arm
because there is no room for honesty when you're a liar
i have a tattoo on the back of my neck which i cannot see
but i can feel
but i can feel
but i can
i have a tattoo on my stomach which in italian means 'the sweet life'
i have the word 'love' in flames surrounded by stars on my right wrist
because these five fingers go straight into the soul of man
i have the word 'hate' on my left wrist because the left hand is the hand of hate
and it was with this hand that cain knifed his brother
i'm right handed
maybe that's my problem
my ruin
SICK
It's all SICK, I feel sick
I'll be sick, then it's fine
I'm conform to your norm
With a bucket full of me
I'll be free, finally
I will see what you mean with your freedom
This world you call home
Not alone, happy drone
Won't be sick of these cars
All these codes, and these bars
All these sickening scars
I'll believe in the way of the stripes and the superstars
I will fall in line and obey
'Cause the price is so small
Almost nothing at all
If I'm just losing ME
Then the ideals and truths
Will follow naturally
Happily I will settle for your conformative apathy
If I could just get rid of this unsettling, uncomfortable
Unbendable bucket of insight and honesty
This SICK SICK SICK bucket of reality
But you see: this sick will stick
'Cause it's ME
It's ME
Step into the dark age of treason
Today the only voice of reason
Would have to be the sound
Of the soup of the season hitting ground
Hitting ground...
SICK
Feeling sickened by this fucking travesty
Is just a sign of sanity
You're not alone
And every time that you hurt
Every cut, every scar
And every time you just hate
Everything that you are
It is simply the instinct to flee
To escape from this mess
This continuous rape
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There is a girl who lived inside of me and I can hear her breath her smell
is sweet but underneath her blood
is boiling to a seethe
And she leaves me scarred, scared and bruised I'm so confused why can't you
see she isn't me
I try to keep her down but it's so hard to fight when she's inside she
takes my mouth, my mind, my eyes, my
self respect and pride
Repeat chorus 2xs
Each time you make me cry I lose a little face until I'm faceless when the
boy has left her in the end pretend
that you are blameless each time I hear your voice I make a choice that I
will have to live with when the girl
becomes the girl she hates to be he can't forgive this...
SO FORGIVE ME
There is a girl who lives inside of me and she can hear me breathe she
gives me everything I fear and
everything I need
And she leaves me scarred, scared and bruised I'm so confused why can't you
see she isn't me... she isn't
me... she isn't me... she isn't me...
20 Schnitte mißt die Kluft von Babalon zu Judas.
Verbrannt sind alle Brücken, ich drehe mich nicht mehr um.
Wenn die Wahrheit auf mich einsticht,
Dann schreibe ich ein Buch.
Ich drucke es so fest ich kann in mich,
Denn ich schreibe über Dich.
Dann ist das Silber wie die Hoffnung,
Daß meine Schrift niemand entziffern kann
Und die Geschichte nie gelesen wird,
Doch Himmel, sage mir: Warum schreibe ich dann ?
Auf Kruste balanciert der Knabe und gerät ins Wanken,
Doch spricht sein Richter gegen ihn und weist ihn in die Schranken:
„Ein Feigling tut, was er tun muß !
Selbst wenn es Zeit ist sich zu wandeln,
Sollte man in neuen Zeiten
Stets nach alten Regeln handeln !“
Zu dumm, der Weg gerinnt erneut, und Lymphe schließt die Lücken.
Am Ende ist es immer gleich: Enttäuschung nach Verzückung.
Zu retten was noch übrig ist, Dein Wort verschaffte Klarheit:
Auf Narben liegt sich´s leichter als auf dem Boden und der Wahrheit !
Wenn die Dunkelheit hereinbricht,
Dann schreib´ ich einen Brief.
Ich drücke ihn so fest ich kann in mich,
Denn adressiert ist er an Dich.
Dann ist der Abschied ohne Worte
Die Drohung die auf uns gerichtet ist,
Und Dank der Selbstverliebthei Read more »
I play doctor for five minutes flat
Before I cut my heart open...and let the air out
Three bugs, a pound of dust
Some wind spilled before me
In the strangest manner that had
Broke away my tear spout
As I lie there
With my tongue spread wide open
A black widow had offered me
A sweetheart tube
As I injected
The candied heart that I selected
She said don't hesitate
Just do what you have to do!!
It's hard to stay between the lines of skin
Just cuz I have nerves, don't mean that I can feel
I wasn't very much fun to be with anyway
Just let the blood run red cuz I can't feel!
Biding my time until the time is right
Biding my time until the time is right
Biding my time until the time is right
Biding my time...
It's time
Does anybody know how I feel?
Sometimes I'm numb, sometimes I'm overcome
Does anybody care what's going on?
Do I have to wear my scars like a badge on my arm
For you to see me, I need release
Do I have to scream for you to hear me?
Do I have to bleed for you to see me?
'Cause I grieve, you're not listening to me
Do I need to scream?
Has anybody seen what's been done?
Where was my defense? No one heard my protest
The eyes of God were watching me
It's time to make my peace, let it go and be released
So I can breathe again
I'm on my knees
I've been marked, set apart
But I'm cut so deep and afraid of the dark
One drop of blood from the hole in Your hand
Is enough to heal me and make me stand
'Cause I'm clean, He is listening to me
I don't have to scream for Him to hear me
Don't have to bleed for Him to see me
'Cause I'm clean, He is listening to me
I don't have to scream
I don't have to bleed
'Cause I'm clean, He is listening
And I don't have to scream
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