Cassandra
Count
Copyright, Cassandra
count the stars
count the lies
the one i love was in disguise
count the times we went to bed
now i wake up feeling dead
i miss the life where we owned time
when i was yours and you were mine
my trust is shattered for all my life
lock me up and hide the knife
Late Nights
Copyright, Cassandra
battle scars from drunken nights
a blanket of stars lay on the groung
as we run through this night sky
i cant help but wonder why
were so far away from earth
away from home
away from everything we know
Hell
Copyright, Cassandra
drink away another night
call you just to start a fight
wish away the morning sun
but i knew hell has just begun
when people come im okay
pretend its just an average day
but when theyre gone the tables flip
i grab the knife and bite my lip
take two seconds just to think
then the knife starts to sink
deeper and deeper
further away
this is how i cure my pain
Breathe
Copyright, Cassandra
i know you know
i know you see
how ive changed
how im not me
but i never bleed enough to breathe
Broken October
Copyright, Cassandra
seductive smiles
and blood chilling screams
when you cut me you knew id bleed
with silence and fear
you created a pain
that lives inside me everyday
its hard to stay sober
in a broken october
Cut
Copyright, Cassandra
cut me hard
cut me deep
cut me so i never sleep
pick me up
watch me fall
through my trust against the wall
Charm
Copyright, Cassandra
the cuts on my arm
work like a charm
when i need to get away from you
Alone
Copyright, Cassandra
fight the urge
to use the knifes sharp curve
when sleep refuses me
i have no where to turn
an addiction to slicing my skin
reminds me of my debt to sin
its a refuge here in my room
but a place that also eats me alive
and even with the lights on
i still feel like the only one in this world
Blur
Copyright, Cassandra
use this knife
to blur my pain
take some cold
out of this rain
blood is better anyway
except the fact i feel ashamed
My Feelings
Copyright, Cassandra
Watch me die as i sadly say good-bye
wait no, i’m not sorry to go
rotting from the inside
slowly dieing from someones raw pride
laying in my own blood
fucking black as black love
my pain, ur fun
tears of blood run
when will my life be done?
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