Scratch

Scratch, scratch
Somethings crawling inside
Underneath my skin
I'll scratch it open wide

Scratch, scratch
I can't get it out
What's floating in my blood
I just want to shout

Srike, strike
My fists hit my thighs
In frustration I strike
Can't live with my lies

Scratch, scratch
I'm scratching my arm
A layer of skin
I can't live without self-harm

And I sound like a pshyco
When I'm crying out loud
In frustration I'm scratching, I'm hitting
I'm hiding from the crowd

'Cause no one can see me
When I'm this way
They only see the consequences
The price that I pay