Killing ourselves just for fun. . .
. . . We do it because we're good at it; you know die then come back again . . .
We lay on the floor stare up at the ceiling and let our blood flow. . . for attention of course. . .
It's a habit we kill ourselves all the time. . .
We just want to be noticed. . . that's why the door was locked trying to shut you out while I strangled. . .
We stab and slice. . .
We cry and hide. . .
. . . So yeah sure go ahead and laugh. . .
"Those damn sick ass people just wanna prove that they can. . ."
(Prove that we can. . .) Is that why we chose our wrists?