For I Am Death

There's something wrong with me

I cut, but I don't bleed

There's something wrong with me

I like autonomy

Away from all you freaks

There's something wrong with me

There's something wrong with me

I can feel the needles in my hands

Feel the needles in my bones

Crawling up my spine to where God only knows

For I am death, and I can feel

I got my hands upon the wheel

I am not lost

For I have found the only one

Who put me down

For I am death, and I won't break

I got a life I've got to take

When will it end this suffering of late?

It was nice to know you

I'm like pornography

Cut from a magazine

There's something wrong with me

There's something wrong with me

I can feel the needles in my hands

Feel the needles in my bones

Crawling up my spine to where God only knows

For I am death, and I can feel

I got my hands upon the wheel

I am not lost

For I have found the only one

Who put me down

For I am death, and I won't break

I got a life I've got to take

When will it end, this suffering of late?

It was nice to know you

And in the back of your mind

Where even dark is blind

Looking for a sign

Waiting for your time to come

But you can't outrun

The hand of fate

And I will wait

For I am death, and all alone

So many years out on my own

And everyone just runs and hides away

Hides away from me

For I am death, and I can feel

I got my hands upon the wheel

I am not lost

For I have found the only one

Who put me down

For I am death, and I won't break

I got a life I've got to take

When will it end, this suffering of late?

It was nice to know you