[Intro] Tourniquet the wound that is my body on this earth A few spins around, less a gift, more a curse Yeah
[Verse 1] Tourniquet the wound that is my body on this earth A few spins around, less a gift, more a curse Particular fissures reframed in the mind Too fucked to live, too bitter to die Exposed, I know the bone So holy in its tone A weakness skin deep But it still makes me bleed This is the shape and the point of the tooth Dripping with distaste Leading straight, straight to you Oh, and it tears at my face The thought of your veins leading into nothing Yeah
[Verse 2] Tourniquet the wound that is my body on this earth A few spins around, less a gift, more of a fucking cunt Particular fissures reframed in the mind Too fucked to live, too bitter to die
[Bridge] I learned a lot about friends With a blade in the back of my head I learned a lot about enemies When I realised even I got the best of me
[Breakdown] Pull out shrapnel and stitch the lesion
[Bridge] And under the sun And under the sun, wings of wax melt shut You know what it takes (The bitter taste) The bitter taste Caught in a flesh prison of disgrace
[Breakdown] I hold a gun to the leech as it screams for the warmth of my cold fucking soul As it's taken its hold Fuck the leech As it screams for my soul Fuck the leech As it screams for my soulTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
