I cut my hair, I cut my skin
We all cut something in the end
Think you need the structure
I'll prove you wrong and
It's no fucking poetry
It's a sad fucking song
So who gives a shit, we all die in the end
The only thing that matters, the only one is
Maybe you, maybe me, i tell you what
Why don't we fucking see
So you think I don't feel a thing
I am as damaged as everything you bring
You tear it out and I don't know how to sing
But I know how to shout and destroy everything
I know how to shout and destroy everything
I cut my hair, I cut my skin
We all cut something in the end
Think you need the structure
I'll prove you wrong and
It's no fucking poetry
It's a sad fucking song
So you think I don't feel a thing
I am as damaged as everything you bring
You tear it out and I don't know how to sing
But I know how to shout and destroy everything
I know how to shout and destroy everything
Heroin child, Heroin child,
Blame the mother, she's the kind but
I don't mind, that she's barely alive,
Do I, do I
Heroin child
Heroin child
I don't mind that she's barely alive do I
Do I
