Take Me

I want to be close with you The one I can't have The blades you practically placed in my hands The lack of air you'd supply I want you to take me to your world The place only described as trouble I'd be described as trouble Better yet troubled I won't need to pack my bags I won't need a change of clothes or a toothbrush You're all I need I smile to you above As I let my hands wrap over my neck As I let my own hands cut at my wrists and my throat To taste the bitterness of the love these people won't give me I want to join the rest The people who wouldn't know who I was Who wouldn't know who I am Take me away to the levels of hell if you must I will follow always a smile bared upon my face