the cutters lulaby
go to sleep close your eyes
dream of broken butterflies
that tore their wings against a thorn
you know the pain that they have born
silver metal shine so bright
scarlet blood that feels so right
dream of that blood trickling down
and wake up just before you drown
hush-abye baby your almost dead
you dont have a pulse
and your pillow is red
your family hates you
your friends let you bleed
sleep tight with a knife cause its all that you need
rock-abye baby youre broken and scarred
you didnt know that life would be this hard
time to end the pain that you hid so well
and down will come baby straight b
