Bleeding Night

Something's missing.
You've been withdrawn.
You feel the rush of the blade as it slips, sends you to down.
Sends you to bliss.
I, i run from every corner.
To find that bleeding night looks like you've found it.
You let it bleed and just for what? not love.
Not life, but for our sympathy you should have done it. done it by now.
So now finally you've gotten what you deserve.
So retire to the kitchen drawer, grab the sharpest knife and enjoy.
Behind closed doors and under open life you let it bleed and for what? for what?
Because every moment you spend lying there.
Is another moment wasted
(you run) (run and hide)
(run and hide from the bleeding night)
Every moment that you spend lying in your own remorse.
Is another moment wasted (i feel the rush of the blade)