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 fuck out, stay the fuck out

It makes me sick (I'm alright)

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 fuck out, stay the fuck out

It makes me sick (I'm alright)

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

Get the fuck out, stay the fuck out

It makes me sick (I'm alright)

Slit wrist theory, stains us all...

And caved the fuck in, and bashed the fuck 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...