I feel the razor cutting deep in my skin. br I try to fight but the agony and pain is going to win. br I feel the blood running down my face. br I just run and hide in a dark place. br As the knife slits my wrist and the blood begins to pour. br My heart is broke, my soul is gone i feel the devil begging for more. br What do i do just sit and die. br Im a sweet sacrafice living a lie.