Feel of the Knife - Soft Kill

I wanna die when I’m so old

That I’m numb to the pain inside

Silence the words

Falling like walls

My guts feel the pressure

They cling to the blade of the knife

I remember when it was so cold

The heat melted all this away

Silence the words

Falling like walls

I wish I was colder

Dying for the rest of my days

My guts feel the pressure

They cling to the blade of the knife