knives and pens----BVB

Alone at last we can sin and fight.
And I've lost all faith in this blurring light,
(Stay right here we can change our plight.
Storming through this despite what's right.)

One final fight for this tonight.
Whoa-oh-oh
With knives and pens we made our plight.
Whoa-oh-oh

Lay your heart down, the end's in sight.
Conscience begs for you to do what's right.
(Everyday it's still the same dull knife,
Stab right through and justify your pride.)

One final fight for this tonight.
Whoa-oh-oh
With knives and pens we made our plight.
Whoa-oh-oh

Well I can't go on without your love, you lost, you never held on.
(We tried our best. Turn out the light. Turn out the light!)

One final fight for this tonight.
Whoa-oh-oh
With knives and pens we made our plight.
Whoa-oh-oh

Feeling:

     It's basically saying that it's a fine line of ending it all and thriving...... Honestly, I know how it is because I've felt this way because of what's happened in my past....... Even in the very near past. From being beaten by my mom and what an ex had done to me, I'm surprised that I'm still alive but still hungry for reinsurance.... Sometimes I cry at night knowing how it feels for those that are just inches away from suicide. I was strong enough to not do so. I just wish that those that did the heinous act just stayed strong and just muscled through it like most of it....... I know I have depression, I know I want to kill myself, but I can't bring myself to do it. I just want to know that all those that were lost due to this horrible disorder are not forgotten.... And there is one that I want to never forget for as long as I can manage to live if he has committed suicide...... even though he's on my shit list, I will forever love him regardless of what he's done to me and regardless of the fights that we've had in the past........Ti amo per sempre. And I mean it.