Self Destruction Don't ask me about my scars Don't ask what I 'wrote' On my arm Don't ask me about the marks On my face That my way Of telling myself, it will be alright My way Might be different from yours But my causes are too Don't go down the same road I did This road is stained with blood Paved with broken glass And shined with no light At the end of my road There's a little button Reading, "Self Destruct" My hand is already on it Just give me a little push Come on Do it "Will self destruct in 3...2...1..." Bye