Cone Of Silence - Obsession

Come and take the knife I will show you what to do You can trust my words I will help to free your soul All my life I heard these voices Whispering sick acts of punishment Trials to get them out of my head Only made them more intense Playing with a knife Start to see fine blood-lines in my skin Cutting deeper to the bone Makes the blood pour in weird patterns of my pain I push my hands onto my ears And smash my head against the wall Take a sad look in the mirror Empty eyes know what comes next Playing with a knife Start to see fine blood-lines in my skin Cutting deeper to the bone Makes the blood pour in weird patterns of my pain This is my obsession I will never be alone This is my obsession Cut the pain out of myself Pain - I welcome the pain My only response They're always there To fade them out I hurt myself Cut - I cut into my skin Again and again They're always there To ease the pain I cut myself Will this torture ever end? Will I ever be free? I'd like to cut too deep To finish this poor life