Scab in the shape of my face A version of me falling free
Scab in the shape of my heart You could build a model Of one that loved so free
Bandages on me I'm wounded in love Bandages I need to cut off the blood
Scabs on the skin of my knees You're making me crawl Back into the womb
Bandages on me I'm wounded in love Bandages I need to cut off the blood
Tied to that pain gripping my soul It's starting to rain and I'm losing Losing control.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.