you think, living is everything, 
well i think, you don't know anything 
you try, take all this pain inside, to take away, push this self doubt aside 
run away, something i hide behind, crimson stains, all that i've left behind
cut again, i'm bleeding everywhere 
i can't pretend, no hope left just despair 
and deep inside, the hurting twists and grows 
and i'll confide, but no one really knows 
suffering, i crave my own demise 
and cease to be, so cold behind my eyes 
and how can you, not let me end this pain 
happier, bullet to the brain 
you try, take all this pain inside, to take away, push this self doubt aside 
run away, something i hide behind, crimson stains, all that i've left behind
   
i still seem to bleed through 
inside disease consumes 
i pray for passage 
recieve no deliverence 
every single tendency 
bound by my redundancy 
you try, take all this pain inside, to take away, push this self doubt aside 
run away, something i hide behind, crimson stains, all that i've left behind
take this, take this, take, you take a part of me 
take this, take this, take, you take a part of me
take this, take this, take, you take a part of me
take this, take this, take, you take a part of me
take this, take this, take, you take a part of me
take this, take this, take, you take a part of me
take this, take this, take, you take a part of me
take this, take this, take, you take a part of me
why, try, to, die 
can't, hide. behind
| # | Top 3 Understitch | 
|---|---|
| 1 | Understitch - Exit Wound | 
| 2 | Understitch - Tapeworms | 
| 3 | Understitch - Room 237 |