Your Blood Is Meant For Bleeding Love…

The World Will Demand It’s Hundred Cuts…

You Can Choose To Stand And Bleed…

Or You Can Take The Knife…

And Demand Your Pound Of Flesh…

You Will Leave The World With Cuts And Scars…

But You May Leave The World With Cuts And Scars..

You Will Love…

You Will Fail…

You Will Hurt…

You Will Be Hurt…

You Will Feel Alone…

But You Never Will Be…

You Are A Choice…

You Can Love…

You Can Hate…

You Can Heal…

You Can Hurt…

You Can Hurt Those Who Have Hurt You…

You Can Hurt Yourself…

But No Matter Who You Hurt…

The Knife Is In Your Hand…

The Knife Is In Your Back…

And Whoever You Cut…

You Cut Yourself…