Feelings behind the door

The door is locked

Lonely in the dark room

The door is locked

Turn the music up

The door is locked

I grab the razor

The door is locked

I'm trapped with my feelings

The door is locked

Turn the music up

I grab the razor

I think to myself

"Why should I live another day?"

The door is locked

I cry as I move the razor across my risk.

Turn the music up

It overcomes my feelings inside

The door is locked

Blood coming down my wrist

The door is locked

The pain inside is back again

The door is locked

I move the razor across my wrist

The door is locked

I turn the music up

So you wont here me scream

The door is locked...

And the door wont open.