Black Sunday Lyrics

My mind feels trapped inside itself.
As if, the only means of escape
are through the two chasms in my wrists
In my heart and in my head
I am already dead
take this knife from my hand
and I'll make you understand
my dark day
my black Sunday...

You say everything will be okay
lost in these words is today
In my heart and in my head
I am already dead
take this knife from my hand
and I'll make you understand
my dark day
my black Sunday...