Lyrics:

Could I end my life with a knife sharpened of problems?
Sweet satisfaction of a night sky with horns

A paper cut bleeds like a cut vein
Could this sky open up and accept this tortured soul?
But my wings have yet to work
But my wings have yet to work

Change means nothing when nothing wants to change
Save your strength for the first disappointment
Change means nothing when nothing wants to change
Save your strength for the first, for the first

Forever is such an unpleasant word
It begins to eat you from the inside out
Beg for sleep
As this noose is tied
Around, around your neck

A paper cut bleeds like a cut vein
Could this sky open up and accept this tortured soul?
But my wings have yet to work
But my wings have yet to work

Forever is such an unpleasant word, it begins to eat you
From the inside out
Beg for sleep as this noose is tied around your neck
As it's tied around your neck

Could I end my life with a knife sharpened of problems?
Sharpened of problems