Dull Knives (Cut Better)

The rush that's in my veins, I can't control it

Tell me why this voice that's in my head is getting stronger?

Tell me how the arching in my bones is taking over

Tell me why my blood ain't spilling red, I'm freaking out

Feeling for nothing at all

'Cause I found out dull knives cut better

Choke on all my scarlet letters

Don't know what I'm feeling anymore

Needles piercing through my brain

Slowly inflicting your pain

I'm plucking roses, but keeping the thorns

The truth sinks deeper slipping through my fingers

Tell me why pain's ripping up my skin, can't take it back now

Tell me how am I supposed to understand? Oh, help me

Tell me why I hate to live this, can't save me now

Feeling for nothing at all

I found out dull knives cut better

Choke on all my scarlet letters

Don't know what I'm feeling anymore

Needles piercing through my brain

Slowly increasing your pain

I'm plucking roses, but keeping the thorns