Hello, I'm Stephen. My website is www.myspace.com/clichepoet for all who are interested. This is my solo project.
Story behind the song
The lyrics were originally from a poem I wrote about masochism, The insturmental just seemed to fit with the words.
Lyrics
No one to trust
The sun sets behind me
Feeling alone
The darkness is blinding
Thinking of you
and whats been done
It will happen
your time will come
My bitter sweet injury
Crimsom red stains my sleeves
Anger builds from within
Life long hatred brands my skin
It all adds up to one big sum, easy for others,
hard for some
I cut myself to feel alive,
im looking for reasons just let me die
It isnt exciting, it isn't an escape
I'm pushing my limits, to see what I can take
I start off slowly and push my self harder
you can go far, but I can go farther
I could tell stories of times I've bled
put images of pain inside of your head
may give you nightmares, could make you fear it
but ask me,really? do I give a shit?
My bitter sweet injury
Crimsom red stains my sleeves
Anger builds from within
Life long hatred brands my skin
It all adds up to one big sum, easy for others,
hard for some
I cut myself to feel alive,
im looking for reasons just let me die
No one to trust
The sun sets behind me
Feeling alone
The darkness is blinding
Thinking of you
and whats been done
It will happen
your time will come
(solo)
My bitter sweet injury
Crimsom red stains my sleeves
Anger builds from within
Life long hatred brands my skin
It all adds up to one big sum, easy for others,
hard for some
I cut myself to feel alive,
im looking for reasons just let me die
It isnt exciting, it isn't an escape
I'm pushing my limits, to see what I can take
I start off slowly and push my self harder
you can go far, but I can go farther
I could tell stories of times I've bled
put images of pain inside of your head
may give you nightmares, could make you fear it
but ask me,really? do I give a shit?
