Slit

Feel the breeze on your wrists

Feel the urge to slit

Got demons

yeah

Got nightmares 

Yeah

Tell me i'm a broken toy

tell me get help

But I know

yeah

But they throw pills and therapy my way

Yeah

I don't feel the pain 

I don't want to live

But I am

Am living barely afloat

Afloat enough to feel the breeze 

Afloat enough to feel the urge 

Afloat enough to ask this is it