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Addicted To The Knife
I yearn for the warmth,
That seeps through my body,
when I press you close to me,
It's like I'm disembodied.
I yearn for your touch,
That causes me pain,
A release from reality,
I can no longer contain.
I often wonder,
Why and how do you please me so?
Yes, I love this,
Empty feeling, free flow.
How does it end?
Why can't I stop thinking of you?
You're the worst best thing for me,
How to give you up? I have no clue.
I'm completely convinced,
There is only one way to set you free,
I'm afraid there is no happy ending,
You shall become the death of me.
'Cause I'm addicted to your pain,
Your shinny outer surface,
Your just so sharp headed,
Your cutting edge I embrace.
I no longer feel,
This is my life,
I'm a cutter,
I'm addicted to the knife.
