If You Live By The Sword, You Die By The Sword Lyrics - Singles - And Then I Turned Seven

I open my eyes, but I still manage to dream 

This cold bathroom floor, now just feels like home to me 

I stumble to the mirror, and I naturally start to clean 

But my body's scorned with marks, that say "these aren't the last lines that I'll see.." 

So please cut this string, attached to my wrists 

Buried in my shaking palm, I hold this evil in my fist 

I relive my pain, with every scar 

It's a battle field of memories, that just won't go away, for me.... 

This world has tied me down, and the knot keeps tightening 

Cause I'm just a puppet, dangling from this breaking string 

But maybe I'll turn, this blade the other way 

And roll up my sleeves to let the scars show my mistakes 

So please cut this string, attached to my wrists 

Buried in my shaking palm, I hold this evil in my fist 

I relive my pain, with every scar 

It's a battle field of memories, that just won't go away, for me.... 

You couldn't make the cut, so now you'll make this cut 

You couldn't make the cut, so now you'll make this cut 

You couldn't make the cut, so now you'll make this cut 

You couldn't make the cut, so now you'll make this cut 

I can't breathe, I'm in need, where's my crimson savior? 

No I won't crawl back just to bleed, 

Forgive me, I promise i'll stay clean