Razorblade Romance
You beg for the kiss of a razorblade.
That causes scares to be made.
You always try to hide your soul.
So your heart won’t turn to coal.
Don’t walk into the graveyard yet.
For your fate is not yet to be met.
I hate to be told to be normal!
Why do I have to be so formal?
My life was once filled with cheer.
But it was all taken away here.
I cry black tears of blood.
Because love has left me in the mud.
My life has left me in despair.
I will never be part of a pair.
I will never find my soul mate.
I start to think it won’t be in my fate.