For I Am Death

There's something wrong with me
I cut, but I don't bleed
There's something wrong with me
I like autonomy
Away from all you freaks
There's something wrong with me
There's something wrong with me

I can feel the needles in my hands
Feel the needles in my bones
Crawling up my spine to where God only knows

For I am death, and I can feel
I got my hands upon the wheel
I am not lost
For I have found the only one
Who put me down
For I am death, and I won't break
I got a life I've got to take
When will it end this suffering of late?
It was nice to know you

I'm like pornography
Cut from a magazine
There's something wrong with me
There's something wrong with me

I can feel the needles in my hands
Feel the needles in my bones
Crawling up my spine to where God only knows

For I am death, and I can feel
I got my hands upon the wheel
I am not lost
For I have found the only one
Who put me down
For I am death, and I won't break
I got a life I've got to take
When will it end, this suffering of late?
It was nice to know you

And in the back of your mind
Where even dark is blind
Looking for a sign
Waiting for your time to come
But you can't outrun
The hand of fate
And I will wait

For I am death, and all alone
So many years out on my own
And everyone just runs and hides away
Hides away from me

For I am death, and I can feel
I got my hands upon the wheel
I am not lost
For I have found the only one
Who put me down
For I am death, and I won't break
I got a life I've got to take
When will it end, this suffering of late?
It was nice to know you