I am the razorblade that cuts your outreached wrists The overdose of drugs, an escape you can't resist A rope waiting to choke away your life Salvation coming from your throat slit by a knife You're mine in weakness You're mine in shame You're mine in sadness You're mine, come take my hand I am the loaded gun pressed against your head Ingested poison leaves your helpless body dead Asphyxiating bag that halts a final scream Oh yes. this is for real. not some fucking dream You're mine in weakness You're mine in shame You're mine in sadness You're mine. come take my hand Just be prepared my child for there's no turning back Once the choice is made life will fade to black Many different ways for our paths to collide Call me the reaper death or thy father suicide You're mine in weakness You're mine in shame You're mine in sadness You're mine...