Is this the end? 
Hands tied to this sinking ship 
Release what's left of you 
Reveal who you [bad word] are 
Your [bad word] and passionate existence 
This world is a cold hard place 
These chains are thick as [bad word] 
They hurt and cut you open 
They hurt and bleed you dry 
Daily contribution to a system 
In which you do not fit 
Feeling of deception and being useless 
I swear I've been there too 
Wish I could have showed you the way and have been there for you 
Cause sometimes all you really need is something you can hold on to

I know this taste stuck in your mouth 
I know this apathy too well 
Just like the sight of your open wrist. It's forever stuck in my head 
For years I thought I was safe from this 
But you prove me once again 
There is no way out 
Sometimes all you need 
Is something to hold on to 
And years, thinking I was safe... 
But the sight of the blood  [bad word] out of your wrist 
Is yet another failure 
Sometimes all you need is something to hold on to 
For years that thing for me was you