• ...a Pain so strong
    ......Im barely hanging on
    ........And i ask myself.......I ask my self

    I begin to cry......
    WHAT THE F**K IS WRONG WITH ME
    Bounded by the Lie.....
    Look what you've done to me
    Now i cannot eat
    No I cannot sleep
    WHAT.....THE.......F**K.....IS WRONG WITH ME

    My heart is heavy........Crushing into 3 rows of my ribs
    My life is a f**ker........From all the cutting and all of the fibs
    .....you're sweet kiss....
    kisses that linger on my lips
    disses.......that mock me .... as on my sorrow i ....trip

    And i ask myself.........and i ask my self
    WHAT THE F**K IS WRONG WITH ME

    feeling trapped
    Cutting my wrists
    ;my life had been all mapped
    But a different way to go I now insist

    Blood runs down my arms
    Tears fall down my face
    Im practicing self harm
    GET ME THE HELL OUTTA THIS PLACE
    WHAT THE F**K
    WHAT THE F**K

    ............................what the f**k is wrong with me