Plumb - Cut

A fragile frame aged
With misery
And when our eyes meet
I know you'll see

I do not wanna be afraid
I do not wanna die inside just to breathe in
I'm tired of feeling so numb
Relief exists I find it when
I am cut

I may seem crazy
Or painfully shy
And these scars wouldn't be so hidden
If you would just look me in the eye
I feel alone here and cold here
Though I don't want to die
But the only anesthetic that makes me feel anything kills inside

Da keimt Hoffnung auf, wo definitiv keine wachsen darf.
NOTBREMSE!
Und wieder alles kaputt gemacht.
Bäbäm.
Na, wer hats drauf?
Genau.
Ich bin es nicht.