 | These cuts are my excuse,
My excuse for loving you,
All the times that I have missed,
Every moment spent like this,
My self-esteem is low,
I put my life on hold,
Because my faith is gone,
Without you I’m so wrong,
And now I see, see what you mean to me,
See everything unfolding,
CURSE THESE CUTS!
Chorus:
My life is one big fake
Of my problems my mistakes,
My selfish hopes and dreams,
Don’t amount to anything,
We live such fragile lives,
I don’t know how mines survived,
I’m about to give mine up...
CURSE THESE CUTS!
If I had a chance,
I’d give you my last dance,
That would be my last wish,
Just to have a moment like this,
And I’ve told myself time and time,
That I’ll never change my mind,
But my scars are untouched,
CURSE THESE CUTS!
Chorus x2
So I’ll take the razor,
Take it to my wrist,
Going completely numb,
Losing all my grip,
If you could hold me now,
Would you say that you’ve messed up,
But you see it’s not your fault...
CURSE THESE CUTS!
Chorus x2
Curse these cuts
Curse these cuts
Curse these freaking cuts!
Written by call me unanimos
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