That Blade won’t help

You cut your wrist

 as you clench your fist 

Twist it deeper within 

You look at your skin in shock 

You block everyone out 

Then you pick up the gun... why?

You don\'t have to die over some guy

Look me in the eye it\'s okay to cry

Don\'t be afraid that blade can\'t help you 

You will began to fade away 

Have you prayed you may have strayed away 

It\'s not to late 

Your slate will be wiped clean