Revenge in a state of madness
Madness is a state of happiness
The voices are your guiding light
Call it whatever you may want to
You didn't meant to step on another's toes
Whatever happens
You didn't meant to step on no toes
Whatever happens
You didn't meant to hurt them
Step on those hoes
Head for the closet
Take the sharpest object
Handle it carefully
Now place it on your wrist
Repeat it, repeat it
Do you see the dark-red flowing?
Slash it until you see your self-portrait in a memorial 
service
Damn this, I keep on breathing
They promised that this will help me
Through the bad days and through everyday
This void described as salvation
Handholding me through these hours