There's no harm done until the harm is done to me

It calls me close as it comes to me
Telling me to forget this world
Erase my life, release this ghost
Longing for a violent rebirth

A stroke of red on this canvas of flesh
Faint caress prolong the sting
Just another prisoner longing to be free
A stroke of red is all I need

Now there's no harm done, harm done
Harm isn't done
Until the harm is done to me
There's no harm done, harm done
Harm isn't done
Until the harm is done to me
Done to me

Body drifting over what I've become
I see them but they'll never see me, see me
So much bleeding just to feel so numb
Desires fulfilled in blasphemy

A stroke of red on this canvas of flesh
Faint caress prolong the sting
One last brush to finish my masterpiece
A stroke of red is all I need

Now there's no harm done, harm done
Harm isn't done
Until the harm is done to me
There's no harm done, harm done
Harm isn't done
Until the harm is done to me
Now there's no wrong done, wrong done
No wrong is done
Unless the wrong is done to me
There's no wrong done, wrong done
If I'm in the wrong then there was wrong done to me

Whispers from the skin entice
Addicted to the numbness of the sickening slice
Incisions you see are nothing to hide
Nothing compared to the ones inside

It's all I need
Another stroke of red to be free

A stroke of red

Now there's no harm done, harm done
Harm isn't done
Until there's harm is done to me
There's no wrong done, wrong done
No wrong is done
Until the wrong is done to me
Done to me

Copyright: REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING
Writer(s): Chris Beattie, James Shanahan, Matthew P. Byrne, Wayne Lozinak