With the absence of eye
I can start to bleed again
And the colour of hearts
It seems that you wear right thinAnd 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 moreGet the fuck out, stay the fuck out
It makes me sick (I'm all right)
Slit wrist theory, stains us allLace 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 snowIt 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... redGet the fuck out, stay the fuck out
It makes me sick (I'm all right)
Slit wrist theory, stains us allLace 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 snowGet the fuck out, stay the fuck out
It makes me sick (I'm all right)
Slit wrist theory, stains us allAnd caved the fuck in
And bashed the fuck in, it's so old
Slit wrist theory, stains us allSlit wrist!Lace me up
Lace me up
I'm still looking for
These angels in the snowLace me up...
