Raz
Bluelighter
It seems I dreamed or maybe I schemed
A place where I could be free of the war
The blood and the hurt and the pain and what's more
It all came down to one little blade
Metal and spinning I found my mind made
Cut up carved up sliced up scarred up
A way to stop spinning
A way to start winning
A way to get out of the heat and the din and
A way to find the place I can be me in
And all it takes is a stroke of red
While I lie on my bed
With the war in my head
And the world out there in the dark.
A place where I could be free of the war
The blood and the hurt and the pain and what's more
It all came down to one little blade
Metal and spinning I found my mind made
Cut up carved up sliced up scarred up
A way to stop spinning
A way to start winning
A way to get out of the heat and the din and
A way to find the place I can be me in
And all it takes is a stroke of red
While I lie on my bed
With the war in my head
And the world out there in the dark.
