Biting keeps your words at bay
Tending to the sores that stay
Happiness is just a gash away
When i open a familiar scar
Pain goes shooting like a star
Comfort hasn´t failed to follow so far...
And you might say it´s self-indulgent
You might say its self-destructive
But, you see, it´s more productive
Than if i were to be healthy
& pens and penknives take the blame
Crane my neck & scratch my name
But the ugly marks
Are worth the momentary gain...
When i jab a sharpened object in
Choirs of angels seem to sing
Hymns of hate in memorandum
And you might say it´s self-indulgent
And you might say it´s self-destructive
But, you see, it´s more productive
Than if i were to be happy
And sappy songs about sex and cheating
Bland accounts of two lovers meeting
Make me want to give mankind a beating
And you might say it´s self-destructive
But, you see, i´d kick the bucket
Sixty times before i´d kick the habit
And as the skin rips off i cherish the revolting thought
That even if i quit
There´s not a chance in hell i´d stop
And anyone can see the signs
Mittens in the summertime
Thank you for your pity, you are too kind
And you might say its self-inflicted
But you see that´s contradictive
Why on earth would anyone practice self destruction?
And pain opinions are sitcom feeding
They dont know that their minds are teething
Makes me want to give mankind a beating
I´m tried bandages and sinking
I´ve tried gloves and even thinking
I´ve tried vaseline
I´ve tried everything
And no-one cares if your back is bleeding
They´re concerned with their hair receding
Looking back it was all maltreating
Every thought that occurred misleading
Makes me want to give myself a beating....
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