Under the Knife

I can't seem to fathom how we live in this world of pain

Under the knife, see our bodies grow frail

Ravaged by disease my heart grows weakAnd there's nothing to cure the pain

Or to heal my scars now

I won't live my life under the knifeIf my fate's been chosen, then I will exist

Or should I put the razor to my wrist

I'm alone in this fight, how will I prove I'm right?

I won't live my life under the knife