go to sleep, and close your eyes,
and deam of broken butterflies.
that tore there wings aganist a thorn.
you no the pain that they've been borne.

silver metal, shine so bright.
scarlet blood, that feels so right.
dream of blood trikling down,
and wake up just before you drown,

the moonlight shines off your tears,
as you bleed out your own worst fears.
so tonight when you start to cry
whisper the cutters' lullaby.

....hushaby baby your almost dead.
you dont have a pulse and your pillow's red..
your family hates you and your friends
let you bleed....
sleep tight with a knife cause
thats all you'll need....


rockaby baby, broken and scarred.
you didnt know that life would be this hard..
time to end the pain you hide so well..
and down will come baby straight back to hell....