With This Blade Songtext
von Backside Slappy

With this blade against my wrist
I wonder what it is
I wonder what it is to bleed
And I bleed without a sound
As I press the metal down
I feel the tingle in my fingers
Is this for real?

These troubled thoughts are there
It′s fear for you
With my wick and serenade to you
My reward is knowing you
Will live to fight another day

With this fist against my chest
I pledge my dying breath
I pledge that I would bleed for you
The blood is dripping down
From my knuckles to the ground
I raise my fist hands to the air
'Cause this is for real


This game it is over
I feel it′s over and I'm running out
These veins are open
And the lie air is slowly spilling out

And all my memories are shattering
Just like better days that fade away
And all my memories are shattering
Just like better days

I hold on to you (I hold on to you)
Like holding on to better days (Better days)
I hold on to you (I hold on to you)
Like holding on to better days
Better days

With your face against my chest
And my hands around your lips
We celebrate our last ever embrace
And no more sacrifice
So dry your bloodshot eyes
And remember back in December
When we were young
And everything was new

Yeah, we've had some better days


And all my memories are shattering
Just like better days that fade away
And all my memories are shattering
Just like better days

I hold on to you (I hold on to you)
Like holding on to better days (Better days)
I hold on to you (I hold on to you)
Like holding on to better days
Better days

I hold on to you (I hold on to you)
Like holding on to better days (Better days)
I hold on to you (I hold on to you)
Like holding on to better days
Better days