Look to my arms,
Where the cuts once laid.
Scars left behind,
From the blade.

The scars have faded,
But the pain has not.
Happiness is something,
That cant be bought.

For if it was,
I'd be the first in the store.
I'd buy one bottle,
Then I'd buy a million more.

Cause I can't stand,
To live in pain.
To be entangled,
In a metal chain.

Cant get free,
Of what I feel.
This world has become,
Way too real.

Just help me out,
Unlock my chain,
So I can be happy,
Once again.