Do I Know You?

Lifeless body shedding flesh
Died without a name
Call it corpse
And tag it, stamp it
Buy a grave
You know you planned it
Guilt and pleasure
Co-existing together
Isn’t this what you wanted
More than ever?
New emotions
You refuse to believe in
Regret and panic
Head of static
But that’s just the cover-story
You know it clearly
Denying seeing
Patiently bleeding
Caused by scissor fingers
I’ll play Edward
Cuts expected
Hard to reject it
Forced to accept it
That time I felt it
The smallest of cuts
Oh please be careful
Who are you trying to fool?
Dig right in it
Don’t try to fight it
When the world gives you
Exactly what you asked for
So what the hell are you
Hesitating for?
You know it’s your desire
Growing rapidly
More and more
Each day, hour
Minute, second
Devastation, defeat
Each cut more satisfying
Than the previous
What else would the people
Invent scissors for?
They very specifically
Had you in mind
Just like all the other inventions
Who else would they
Be intentionally for?
Cause you, of course,
They can’t ignore
You’re needs are screaming
Ambulance siren
Cause it’s obvious now
This skin is wearing thin
Poor fresh cadaver
With no friends at all
Except for its own skeleton
See the damage you’ve done
All these cuts that touch within
Deliciously deadly sin
Your scissored hands
Will always win
Over all logic
And common sense
And you’re one to think
About every action
Before it happens
You were always the sensible one
And look at you now
Simply coward
Sick with power
And also sick with blood
Look at this body
The body you’ve now claimed
You didn’t have to sign your name
On it’s rotting bones
And heart and brain
To call it yours
It’s always been