I can feel the needles stabbing

Stabbing oh so hard

I can feel the glass scraping

Scraping down my arm

I can feel the knife cutting

Cutting on my wrist

I can feel the ice burning

Burning in my fist

I can feel my head spinning

Spinning all around

I can feel my knees falling

Falling to the ground

I can feel my hands grabbing

Grabbing on the dirt

I can feel my head falling

Falling from the hurt

I can feel the alcohol flowing

Flowing to my brain

I can feel my heart stopping

Stopping from the pain

So what's the point in living

Living through it all

If all that ever happens

Is that you always fall