The woman I used to be
Let my little silver friend come
Let it rip apart my flesh
Maybe it can help me see
The woman that I used to be
Let my blood flow
Let me smell it
Maybe it can help me see
The woman that I used to be
Let my eyes follow the blood red flow
Let me feel the pain
Maybe it can help me see
The woman that I used to be
Let the pain ease my mind
Let me leave this all behind
Maybe it can help me see
The woman that I used to be
Let me cut deep enough to end my life
Let me leave this wicked world
Maybe this can help you see
There is no woman that I used to be
© S. Rabe 18.03.2008
