Cutter - Converge

Severed me roots of dead family trees

Finding the damage inside of me Parting blood red seas on bended knee

Too much to ask when it’s so hard to breathe

No way out

Tearing my soul to finally see

The real wreckage between you and me A cold grin for those damned at my door

My hanging heart for your product of war

No way out

Cutting myself for clarity

I just keep falling into darkness

Cutting myself for clarity

Just keep falling

No way out cutter, cutting myself for clarity

I just keep falling into darkness

Cutting myself for clarity

Just keep falling

One way down

No way out