(written by: Robert Shields)
Sometimes I want to end all this
I get trapped and I get scared
cornered in a corner
I turn on myself
trying to burn out these parts
that burn inside of me
I have to cut them out
Before they destroy me
I want to turn myself off right now
Lose myself, hide from myself
numb myself from myself
So I canít feel the cuts taste the blood
sometimes it all feels so alien
I should know myself better
but I do not
I am just a mass of scar tissue.