Slit Through This Soul

If there is something left for you to take
Please take it
If there is something left for you to break
Please break it

I cannot stand this paranoia any more
But I'm not ready to give up
I cannot demand attention any more
But I'm not ready to give up

I will hold on to this little thread
This fragile thread of hope
I will hold on till I am dead
Till I slide off this slope

And when I fall in the darkness
I will remember your face
Your eyes will slit through this soul
And I'll rest in that space