Lyrics:
and shivering
The rock salt tears my paper skin
Splashes me red, the backdraft wind
Stoking the burning bridge
The wound's infected dressing closing in
Empty
dressing up his wounds
And if he gets well
Recovers his will
We'll teach you to sell
That license to heal
So go into your room
Start dressing up your wounds
In the saltwater room I held my breath
Dressing my stinging wounds
Under curtains of lights where memories die
On the seabed of hopes I lie
I might have wound up in L.A. panning for gold
Found me a woman to warm up with when the water got cold
But I heard that there ain't no gold there
Me by ma dressing
Stay in your lane, make u nno worsen
Things adey go through
That's so hurting
Ten toes on the grind, no resting
Yeah, that's ma
Midterm Mode, shit got me stressing
Hair all white, like blue cheese dressing
Can't take a break, don't got a second
Sleep when I'm dead, that's what
She got that nummy nummy
Wants me all me up in her tummy
And when her friends around
You know we playing buddy buddy
They dressing slutty slutty
My daddy hated that rock and roll
So I know I wasn't supposed to go
To the loud devil music show
But I wound up in the snake pit with my best
time to know that you're
You're keeping your eyes on me
Keeping your eyes on me, no doubt
Dressing my wounds for me
Giving me courage if I fall
Chorus
Tick tick, they’re watching the clock
Every minute and on every watch
Apply salt in the wound
It never stops
Nitro-boost, calculate all
I was sittin' in the dressing room with Brownie McGee
He was drinkin' that milk, with that Dewar's Whiskey
Said John, there's nothin' written
the other side shit
Smear the queer its real how we side line popping shit
Cheerlead the work with them skirts how Im dressing it
Name one bitch in a skirt
trapping in the rain still
My brother Shit they got him murked I got wounds that ain't heal
I got scars I can't hide I hope they remain quiet
I don't show no
Won't you
Cut me
Deeply
(Eventually
The wound
Will surface)
The wound will surface
(A remedy for
Struck nerves)
For struck nerves
Would you believe
In
and I'll, I'll stop suffering.
Broken promises left to drown in the depths of the sea,
but by now I must live with bleeding wounds.
I open my eyes every
the shadows run from themselves
At the party, she was kindness in the hard crowd
Consolation for the old wound now forgotten
Yellow tigers crouched in
the shadows run from themselves
At the party, she was kindness in the hard crowd
Consolation for the old wound now forgotten
Yellow tigers crouched in
the shadows run from themselves
At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd
Consolation for the old wound now forgotten
Yellow tigers crouched in
wound.
[Headbutts Arthur in the chest]
ARTHUR: Look, stop that.
BLACK KNIGHT: Chicken! Chicken!
ARTHUR: Look, I'll have your leg. Right!
[whop]
BLACK
levity has always been a wound that needs a dressing
"Since becoming an adult I've tried to think about it less often
But at the tender age of sixteen
married
Yeah, I was gonna show her the world
'Cause I was Mr. Sophisticated and she was just a country girl
She wound up showing me everything
I'd ever
chants (shit)
I'm like, "I can't, but what about nuts?" (Yeah)
People erupt, whipped out the nuts, cheers
Off stage, head up to the dressing room
the shadows run from themselves
At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd
Consolation for the old wound now forgotten
Yellow tigers crouched in
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Never guess it would have been you
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Baby you finessed me
Greens extra salad dressing
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