• the razors in my left, blood is on the right
    my head is pounding and my grip is tight
    you keep your secret with my friends
    still my love for you never ends
    words are harsh and pain feels good
    ive seen the worst yet still i stood
    i know youd never lie to me
    but secrets arent meant to be
    please dont worry im not mad
    i just feel like ive been bad