Slit my wristMore Like This
I SLIT MY WRIST TO GET YOU OUT OF ME
BUT YOU JUST RESIST
YOU REMAIN A PART OF ME
IT HURTS TO FEEL YOU IN ME
IT HURTS TO LOVE YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING
SO I CUT DEEPER AND DEEPER
YET YOU'RE STUCK DEEP IN ME
AND I NO LONGER KNOW WHAT TO DO.
I'M DYING SLOWLY
SO YOU SEE THE HURT IN ME
I'M DYING TO GET YOU OUT
I'M DYING TO GET YOU OUT OF ME
I'M DYING TO LET YOU SEE
THE HURT YOU MAKE ME FEEL
EVERYTIME THAT YOU ARE NEAR.
I'M DYING SLOWLY
AND YOU'RE STILL IN ME
JUST LET ME DIE IN PEACE
I SLIT MY WRIST TO DEEP
TO GET YOU OUT OF ME
AFTER ALL THIS
YOU STILL REMAIN A PART OF ME
AND I DIED A HORRIBLE , PAINFUL
DEATH . AND IT DOESN'T MATTER IN THE END.
Suicide Breeds Love"What if I told you, I love you more than life?" He asks.More Like This
"I don't know. No one ever said that to me before." I replied.
"Well, I do." He whispered in my ear.
It was my love-bred suicide.
Tears still form in my eyes
Why did you spring that surprise?
This rakblad is cold against my wrist…
It's my love-bred suicide.
Deep, dark, and devastating is what people call me.
The nickname is my guide
To my rakblad ljus;
To my love-bred suicide.
You are first and foremost the thing that haunts my dreams…
Someone who makes the tears I cried.
I would bleed for you; I would scream for you…
My sweet love-bred suicide.
Why does life treat me as a commoner?
Let them know – worldwide
That I no longer care…
And to just give me my love-bred suicide.
Forever in terms of today is short,
But in the old days I will forever be denied.
Just toss me into mörker…
Let me have my love-bred suicide.
Kuolema tekee taiteilijan
So help me achieve my hopes and my pride.
Sorg overtakes my life…
Break my love-bred suicide.
Cast OffCast OffMore Like This
Like a broken shell from her.
Unwanted by her
When he was outgrown by her.
They once shared so much,
and he taught her so much,
but then he was
Like there was no love between them.
Like there had never been anything between them.
Whom she loved more.