I tried to kill the pain
But only brought more
I lay dying

My wrist pouring crimson regret and betrayal
I'm dying, praying, bleeding, and screaming
Am I too lost to be saved?

Am I too lost?

My god my tourniquet

Return to me salvation
My god my tourniquet
Return to me salvation


My wounds cry for the grave
My soul cries for deliverance

Will I be denied Christ?
Tourniquet
My suicide