This fire is burning, my wrists are bleeding, I have thought of our time, but nothing I do, can take back the… — Oliver Copy Share Image
Here I stand Empty hands Wishing my wrists were bleeding To stop the pain from the beatings There you stood Holding me… — FlyLeaf Copy Share Image
Legs shaking, wrists bleeding, and a slit throat. and you still dont care? what will it take?.. for me to be dead?… — Patience Copy Share Image
Here I stand, empty hands wishing my wrists were bleeding, to stop the pain from the beatings. — Flyleaf Copy Share Image
