I cut open my head today
Shadowed murmurs of people inside my head
All put out onto a bloody display
No matter how deep i cut or how far I reach in
I can't seem to find the phantom children that lie from within
I tore apart my skin today and i couldn't seem to find any faces
Blood shackled me into dismay
Different people live inside me - they slumber in my heart too
I only know just a little bit
But I know more about them than i know about you