Lyrics

With the absence of eye, I can start to bleed again, oh With the color of hearts, it seems that 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 all right) Slit wrist theory stains us all (I'm all right) Slit Lace me up, lace me up I'm still looking for these angels in the snow (looking for these angels) Lace me up, lace me up I'm still looking for these angels in the snow (looking for these angels) 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 all right) Slit wrist theory stains us all (I'm all right) Slit Lace me up, lace me up I'm still looking for these angels in the snow (looking for these angels) Lace me up, lace me up I'm still looking for these angels in the snow (looking for these angels) Braided conversation Braided conversation Get the fuck out, stay the fuck out It makes me sick (I'm all right) Slit wrist theory stains us all (I'm all right) And caved the fuck in And bashed the fuck in, it's so old Slit wrist theory stains us all (slit wrist theory), oh Slit wrist! Lace me up, lace me up I'm still looking for these angels in the snow (looking for these angels) Lace me up, lace me up I'm still looking for these angels in the snow (looking for these angels) Lace me up Lace me up Lace me up Lace me up
Writer(s): Brock Nicholas Lindow, Steven Matthew Holt, Michael Glen Whitney, Thomas Daniel Noonan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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