Lyrics:
of time|Time's the one wasting us|And all the moments that you feel the need to keep|Will surely be swept away||They say that it will heal up all your wounds
for every one we take
We're adding salt to the wounds
We're adding salt to the wounds
Last to heed the warning signs
That dance before our eyes
of sound is floating away
I don't know why
You keep yourself so tightly wound, it's about time you break
It's not enough, my foolish words will never...
I
anyboday listening, on the radio?
Gotta abort this mission,
Too many lost in action,
So many wounds that can't heal up,
Both my wings have been broken,
teeth into it
And its body was wound around the wound
Its tail extended to the left
It said "I am the highest in fiery power
I have kindled every spark
sorrowfull eyes
And I am a person who doesn't bleed
from a thousand wounds
I have finally overwon my life
With me go content and moral
and disappear forever
I
by my life
The window's a wound. The road is a knife
The irony, ask me, 'where have you been?'
I don't know, I don't know
Because I don't know
of the hypotenuse
When you don't believe that what you reap is what you sow - you lose
Indulgence by proxy a rope wound seven times, climb the stairs
Drop
never pain again
This mind knows no wound
Though I am of flesh this flesh will not consume me
As it has destroyed so many before
This body will never
This blood has a power to heal your wounds
To break the spell of the curses chains
Come bathe in the Lion's blood
The bleeding tree
A pool of blood
Carving up your flesh
Until I get to the bone
Murder all I can
True death still lives on
Open wounds in sickly skin
Gangrenous infected dead
the wounds
Just a plate of bone china and plenty of salt for the wounds
At night there are voices
By the old station house
They come from an angel with
just let it go
Fall backwards, it won't be long until it's over
I can cut a new wound on an old scar that I can't cover
I've been here before, it's
and around a dull fence, the coral vine wound
The coral vine wound, flowering for you
Little cockroach wing carried to the anthill
Little cockroach wing
wounds
But am I already gone? Already lost?
Am I already gone? Already found?
I want to recede to be overcome
I want to believe i'll be overrun
Here in
Renew
Did your voice cast shadows cast ash on skin
A wound that grew from within
A rhythm and rhyme planting on borrowed time
Release revolve
Renew
Because, Shane, I want to scream and shout"
Oh, she was good to me
The magic of Daisy was she made you feel
Like it wasn't real
Like your wounds are
you
The fun has gone open wound
Seven degrees
You wrap me in silence
Your hand is on my neck
To keep your fingers warm, so you keep them around
An ounce of truth
Now everyone just wants
To cut you loose
To stop and lick their wounds
It's late at night and I shouldn't be
But I call you from
what's real
What's been purified to heal
My wounds
Tell me is it you?
Saw you on the street one summer evening
You were empty as could be
You were
fingernails won't find no treasure
Won't find no treasure
Promises could never pay for medicine
To fix the wounds of how you've been
Spread so thin
So
Found you in the bedroom
Vacant, set in gloom
Jamming all your fingertips into all your wounds
Baby, it's a dog day
Don't you let it rule
Cause
But wound up talking to yourself?
Have you hunted for a kindly ear
But couldn't find one near
And wound up talking to yourself?
Had a little
of honor
Or a wound that's festering
I want to understand
Why won't she let me in?
Why won't she let me in?
A cry for help is now bleeding out
A cry
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