• I'm handed a gun.
    A razorbalde.
    But what am I supposed to do?
    I don't feel high.
    I don't feel okay.
    They say "one notch and your fine"
    Does it mean that one notch is gonna get me high?
    They grab my hand and pull me in.
    Deep scars.
    Blood everywhere.
    But they aren't killing me-
    I'm killing them.
    Those lies they have fed me-
    Peel off my skin.
    I don't feel pain.
    I feel really great.
    Really high.
    Really-mighty-fine.

    Once it's over
    I just leave.
    My lines are short-
    Their life is dead.
    Now I know what it feels like-
    One razor-
    One gun with ten bullets.
    I feel high.