Take My Own Life.
The knife, it sinks so deep.
For this, consequences I will reap.
The pain, it soothes, I do not weep.
The knife, it sinks so deep.
Scars that will never fade.
A slice, a cut from this blade.
I am abusing what God has made.
Scars that will never fade.
It hurts on the inside, and out.
All I want to do is shout.
But being noticed is not what I'm about.
It hurts on the inside, and out.
Would you notice, would you care?
If all I did was just lie there.
No breath, just a vacant stare.
Would you notice, would you care?
To slit my throat would end it all.
I would not rise, I would not fall.
I'd never answer when you call.
To slit my throat would end it all.
Where is the faith I had before?
Now, I am left torn and sore.
I'm dying, bleeding on the floor.
Where is the faith I had before?
The gunshot cries out, an empty ring.
Angels in heaven do not sing.
Up above, an ashamed King.
The gunshot cries out, an empty ring.
For this, consequences I will reap.
The pain, it soothes, I do not weep.
The knife, it sinks so deep.
Scars that will never fade.
A slice, a cut from this blade.
I am abusing what God has made.
Scars that will never fade.
It hurts on the inside, and out.
All I want to do is shout.
But being noticed is not what I'm about.
It hurts on the inside, and out.
Would you notice, would you care?
If all I did was just lie there.
No breath, just a vacant stare.
Would you notice, would you care?
To slit my throat would end it all.
I would not rise, I would not fall.
I'd never answer when you call.
To slit my throat would end it all.
Where is the faith I had before?
Now, I am left torn and sore.
I'm dying, bleeding on the floor.
Where is the faith I had before?
The gunshot cries out, an empty ring.
Angels in heaven do not sing.
Up above, an ashamed King.
The gunshot cries out, an empty ring.