Songs with lyrics that are related to self-injury.
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I'm always thinking of you And all the things that you do Self centered satisfaction No more will I run from you Dysfunction family values I'll die but I will not fear Stop talking words of wisdom You fool, I'm standing right here
The world is on your shoulders The weight is crushing me Now we're all getting older Take it out (Take it out) Take it out on me!
(vent your frustration on me) I feel so much destruction In everything that you do Anger is creeping in me Watch I don't explode on you My rage it comes so quickly One spark and I will ignite Self-harming mutilation Cuts deep but the pain feels so right
The world is on your shoulders The weight it's crushing me Now we're all getting older Take it out (Take it out) Take it out on me!
(Vent your frustration on me)
This fire burns inside (This fire burns inside) There's nowhere left to hide This fire burns inside (This fire burns inside) This rage can't be denied
The world is on your shoulders The weight is crushing me Read more »
I sit and pick my brain each night
With an axe in my hand held tight
Bite my nose to spite my face
Killing myself, I can't escape the rat race
Wallowing in neck-deep misery
Quicksand dissent, pressure free
Deepest wounds are self inflicted
Should I hope to be vindicated
Always alone, society's abortion
Self mutilation, the daily portion
Resentful past breeds hopeful future
With tears of blood, I remove the sutures
Dying inside, emotions they hide
Irreparable damage from the tears the I've cried
I climb from the sewer, the years that I have spent
Self mutilation or my environment
Tears of blood Tears of blood
I cry I cry
Tears of blood Tears of blood
I die
Deny myself for fear of being
Is it over now, has my heart stopped beating
Lying here just self defeating
My mind is empty, it won't stop bleeding
Twisted anger screams my brain
Over the edge, I hang in pain
Mouth locked shut my mind won't swallow
With tears of blood, alone I wallow
No one to blame except myself
What you call masochism I call wealth
Maybe its just a matter of pride
Too sweet to end with suicide
Peel the scab, pour salt in the wound
Torturing myself, I'm forever doomed
Looking east and west each and every moon
A p Read more »
I've been cheating myself for too long.
Living as if, I was going nowhere.
And I know it's wrong,
I've been fighting myself for too long.
I try, really try, to keep my head up high,
And I know it's wrong.
And I should really know better,
But it's been so long;
I know how I feel,
But I'm afraid to show it,
Inside it's so real,
But no one else would know it,
The whole truth and no lies,
Cutting deeper, I can hear my soul cry,
Come on Testify, Come on Testify
I've been lying to myself for too long,
Silence. was my only comfort.
And I know it's wrong,
But I can't change the weather,
It's been too long;
To the friends that I've lost on the way,
To the friends I've been pushing away,
You could say that I've made it,
But I'm Jaded,
And inside I'm falling.
I've been fighting,
Myself for too long.
And I've been hating,
Myself for too long.
16 year old girl, in a hollow carved out place
Just looking for some prettiness,
But the cuts in her arm don’t paint for her a very pretty view
In her mind, she dreams that she is, far away, from
The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out ‘Merica,
To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls,
The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out ‘Merica,
To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls,
A concrete city hell (City hell)
Suburbs that never end (Just like an ocean)
One parent lives in each of them, passed back and forth
He huffs glue to escape their bitter homes,
He’s just one, of desperate ranks, who can’t break free from,
The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out ‘Merica,
To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls,
The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out ‘Merica,
To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls,
I just want you to know,
There are warehouses full of fucked up kids like you and me
(Can't find a way)
So many lost in stride, caught in an endless fight
To leave this empty ugly place, I’m leaving you at se Read more »
A rainy day, she's alone in her room
Drowned by the pale light of the moon
She's staring at the scars on her wrist
Where do I come from and where will I go?
Is there anything on the other side?
She closes the curtain and turns off the light
Schimmernde Rasierklingen
Flüstern ihr
verlockende Dinge zu
Sie wispern
Sieh nur,
Wie schön wir funkeln!
Wir ritzen deine Haut
Ohne dass du etwas davon spürst
Wir lieben dich!
Komm mit uns!
She watches herself in a clouded mirror
She hopes it won't hurt too much
Everything seems to be so sharp and clear
Is this real life or is it just a dream?
An intermedeate station on the way to eternity
The water's warm and cosy to her skin
Kühle Kacheln glänzen dunkel
Im trüben Licht der Lampe
Die Rasierklingen sind ganz nah
Du bist so süß
Unter deinen schwarzen Haarsträhnen
Hervorblickend
Hab keine Angst
Wenn du dich auf die Reise begibst
Wir sind bei dir
Wir streicheln zärtlich deinen Puls
Und führen dich in eine Welt
Ohne Tränen
Wir lieben dich!
Komm mit uns!
Wir lieben dich!
Komm jetzt!
And she feels the sound
Of the mighty church-bells
Ignore the deceiving razor-blades
They are slaves of the Evil One
Do Read more »
Bored out hollow
This one's the keeper of sorrow
And one wish with a bullet of lead
Could end it all with a shot to the head (but she won't)
Held out, reload, the automatic repro
And what proof with the threat of death
She tried to die just by holding her breath
It all comes out
She cuts herself to release it
What a horrible spell
Its just release
She's the cut collector
Worn out shallow
Design the scars of your self-help
And one night with the promise of life
She stole time with the edge of a knife (but she won't)
It all comes out
She cuts herself to release it
What a horrible spell
Its just release
She's the cut collector
手の中には愛すべき人さえも華々しく散って
手の中には生きた意味刻んでも虚しき華と知る
The Final
一つ二つと増え続ける� 何故に笑えない餌となる？
深き獄の心 決して戻れはしない
明日を触れない自虐的敗北者
Suicide is the proof of life
手の中には愛すべき人さえも華々しく散って
手の中には生きた意味刻んでも虚しき華と散る
So I can't live
そう無くしたモノは もう産まれない
生きてる証さえ 求められない歌
Let's put an end... The Final
未遂の蕾 咲かせよう
[English]
The intention is clear, I stare... with this left hand, unable to be worded
Every time I bleed, there lies the reason to live... And I discover words being so vivid and bright
Even loved ones scatter like petals from flowers in my hand
So even if I engraved the meaning that I lived in my hand, it will only be known as flowers of vanity
The final
One by one it multiplies... why be a sad bait?
Deep within the hell of my heart... I can't go back
A self-torture loser, not being able to see tomorrow
Suicide is the proof of life
Even loved ones scatter like petals from flowers in my hand
So even if I engraved the meaning that I lived in my hand, the petals will only scatter as flowers of vanity
So I can't live
What's lost can't be born again
A song that's not even seeking the proof of living
Let's put an end... Read more »
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