Hating Yet Again

Slash at your eyes

Dig the blade in harder

Spilling the poison

Spill it out and

Clean it up yet again

Another mistake again

Another night again

Another junkie again

Another deathbed again

And that's all there is

As you're slashing your eyes

Out and spilling your

Crimson poison

Cause do you really want

To go back to what it was

To what you were?

Perhaps someday

You'll find something better to do

Than stand at the mirror

And slash your eyes out

But till then you've got

Far to go

Oh so long to go