8Everyone around me knows
Their own little places
Their highs for their lows
Something for their faces
Alcohol and marijuana
Razorblades on skin
Pain says "Do you wanna
Pleasure what you can't win?"
Self pain is their life
Pleasue from their many slices
But i don't live my life on strife
No safety for me in vices
I get no joy from any life
No fun from killing me
While others go out and have fun dying
Nothing sets me free