Smallest things pull me over the edge
The threads break, I fall in a well
Trying to cover up the scars on my legs,
My arms, my face but most of all, my chest.
Bruises evident- nothing makeup can't hide
A fake face to the world
Before I leave, scream and die.
The Target's moving, Spirit chases behind
Sucks out the last air-
The thread breaks-
Infinity to hell-
The descend takes.
The threads break, I fall in a well
Trying to cover up the scars on my legs,
My arms, my face but most of all, my chest.
Bruises evident- nothing makeup can't hide
A fake face to the world
Before I leave, scream and die.
The Target's moving, Spirit chases behind
Sucks out the last air-
The thread breaks-
Infinity to hell-
The descend takes.
