A Trend To Die For

A fresh new wound Neatly carved into your flesh It seems like everybody's Following this new trend The tearing of skin Blood flowing out A sadistic smile Emerging on your lips Does it feel good? Does it make you feel more like a man? You've got a lot to learn You're just wasting your time But again, you cut This one, much too deep Your screams of agony fill the air As the burning pain sears Too scared to tell Too panicked to think You let the blood escape Draining your life I told you, there was much to learn Now you lie there lifeless This trend's not a game But you gambled your life away