With the absence of eye, I can start to bleed again...
With the color of hearts it seems like you wear right thin
And as it falls from your mouth, it seems like you
Needed it more
Well I can still ask for more, I will still ask for more...
Get the f**k out, stay the f**k out
It makes me sick
Slit wrist theory, stains us all...
Lace me up, lace me up
I'm still looking for these angels in the snow
Lace me up, lace me up
I'm still looking for these angels in the snow
It seems like a runaround
Words that won't matter
And as it falls from your mouth it seems like you
Needed it more
And I will color you all red, I will color you all... Red
Get the f**k out, stay the f**k out
It makes me sick
Slit wrist theory, stains us all...
Lace me up, lace me up
I'm still looking for these angels in the snow
Lace me up, lace me up
I'm still looking for these angels in the snow
Braided conversation
Braided converstaion
Get the f**k out, stay the f**k out
It makes me sick
Slit wrist theory, stains us all...
And caved the f**k in, and bashed the f**k in, it's so old
Slit wrist theory, stains us all...
Slit wrist!
Lace me up, lace me up
I'm still looking for these angels in the snow
Lace me up, lace me up
I'm still looking for these angels in the snow
Lace me up...
Lace me up...
Lace me up...
Lace me up...