Slit Wrist Theory

With the absence of eye

I can start to bleed again

And the colour 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 could 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

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 colour you all red

I will colour 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

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

Get the fuck out, stay the fuck out

It makes me sick (I'm all right)

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...