Living on the edge of a razor blade,
Since I was born with an ace of spades
Got nothing to escape breakdown
I’m running out of fuel
What do you want to do?
If a low doesn’t let you go,
Would you stay quiet
Eating your heart out?
Bleeding from the soul
With blood as black as coal
Poisoned with all sorts of addictions, pain, stop-and-go rain
That’s making me insane,
since May my senses say sun spays, Sensei says
If a low doesn’t let you go
Keep calm crying your heart out
Crying your heart out.
When you’ve got no one to hold onto,
You run away and get stoned
You’re my only hope to survive among that mob
I’m trying to receive some inspiration to explore
I’m trying to receive some inspiration to explode