WHAT SHE NEEDS

 

She wakes up in the morning hoping this will be the day

She’ll be like the others she won’t need the blade today

But then she gets the feeling and she knows the only way

Is put the steel against her and feel alive today

 

When she sees the blood it’s a wonderful release

Like a powerful orgasm that drops her to her knees

She’s caught in her addiction an emotional disease

A never ending nightmare of apologies

 

She needs to feel the pain to show her she’s alive

Hiding the scars from all around her

They don’t get that what she does is what she needs

 

She needs to be like us, and we’ll show her how

Why can’t you just leave her alone

Cause we’re the normal ones, and we know what’s best

Let those without a problem cast the stone

 

People think she’s crazy cause they do not know her well

They think she’s living in some sort of mutilated hell

But how she’s really feeling she’ll never dare to tell

Sympathy’s for losers she knows that well

©2006 Rob Vermeulen, Tom Carter & Bruce Carrick

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