Feel of the Knife

I wanna die when I'm so old
That I'm numb to the pain inside
Silence the words
Falling like walls
My guts feel the pressure
They cling to the blade of the knife
I remember when it was so cold
The heat melted all this away
Silence the words
Falling like walls
I wish I was colder
Dying for the rest of my days

My guts feel the pressure
They cling to the blade of the knife