| Cut my life into pieces | 
| This is my last resort | 
| Suffocation, no breathing | 
| Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding | 
| This is my last resort | 
| Cut my life into pieces | 
| I've reached my last resort | 
| Suffocation, no breathing | 
| Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding | 
| Do you even care if I die bleeding? | 
| Would it be wrong? | 
| Would it be right? | 
| If I took my life tonight | 
| Chances are that I might | 
| Mutilation out of sight | 
| And I'm contemplating suicide | 
| 'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind | 
| Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine | 
| Losing my sight, losing my mind | 
| Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine | 
| I never realized I was spread too thin | 
| 'Til it was too late and I was empty within | 
| Hungry, feeding on chaos and living in sin | 
| Downward spiral, where do I begin? | 
| It all started when I lost my mother | 
| No love for myself and no love for another | 
| Searching to find a love upon a higher level | 
| Finding nothing but questions and devils | 
| 'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind | 
| Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine | 
| Losing my sight, losing my mind | 
| Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine | 
| Nothing's alright, nothing is fine | 
| I'm running and I'm crying | 
| I'm crying, I'm crying | 
| I'm crying, I'm crying | 
| I can't go on living this way | 
| Cut my life into pieces | 
| This is my last resort, | 
| Suffocation, no breathing | 
| Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding | 
| Would it be wrong? | 
| Would it be right? | 
| If I took my life tonight | 
| Chances are that I might | 
| Mutilation out of sight | 
| And I'm contemplating suicide | 
| 'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind | 
| Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine | 
| Losing my sight, losing my mind | 
| Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine | 
| Nothing's alright, nothing is fine | 
| I'm running and I'm crying | 
| I can't go on living this way | 
| Can't go on, living this way, nothing's alright |