End Game


I see the blood-stained scars so ornately carved in your arms
You tried to slit your wrists again, can’t stop this pain in your heart
So difficult to breathe, to seek, to speak, to laugh and to feel
You can’t stand one more night like this – you can’t… you can’t

All I am is empty
Pain like knives cut deep through my soul
All I am is empty
Break the skin, let death come in

So numb to feelings your emotions have been beating you down
Can’t see past your own shame, left in the cold, hand to the flame
In the silence of darkness you’ve been left to wither away
But in the dark there is a light that can save and heal you today

All I am is empty
Pain like knives cut deep through my soul
All I am is empty
Break the skin, let death come in

Take this pain away today
I choose your way
Lord, this I pray

All I am is empty
Pain like knives cut deep through my soul
All I am is empty
Break the skin, let death come in

Let death come in…

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