Rust

Speak of rust and razor blades
Spilling crimson life
Nothings worth this shit
Watch me reach for the knife

Ive done with this
You can take it
Take my being
Fires in my eyes have been lit

Bleeding my pain away
Watch it drip down my arms
Its all disappearing now
Its slowly becoming dark

The want for clean blood
Overtakes my want to live
As i close my bloodied eyes
I wish to be born again