Sunday, August 26, 2007


Wrap me up in bandages
Even though the blood seeps through
"Tear out my heart" I said
So it won't continue to fuel my wounds

Suffering, severe, injuries
Bloody scarlet red
Pouring out my heart
After being pierced
A thousand wounds
For every time she said
The word "love"

Take the scapal and open up my wounds
Doctor what's wrong with me
Doctor, doctor
What's wrong with me?
What's wrong with me?

Taken on a stretcher
To the Emergency Room
They say "It's gonna be okay"
"It's gonna be okay"
Then I'm put into a deep sleep
By anesthetic
So aesthetic
By anesthetic
So aesthetic

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word = speaking/singing
(word) = whispering/echo
[word] = stern voice/screaming