Из альбома: Eight Days Away
I am bleeding / there is blood on my hands
On every knife in the kitchen drawers
bloodstained scissors on the bedroom floor
can anybody hear me / i dont want to die alone
choking on these feelings / like spikes and splinters
it's behind my eyes / its in my spine
it's spreading like a disease / it's spreading like a cancer
wearing me down / embrace it / or leave it all behind
[chorus]
leave it all behind / emotion is dead
i'll bleed / if you will bleed?
you drank my blood / like a vampire
cut out my hear with a 12" blade
like a nightmare you cant remember
a dial tone requiem / for those de-hearted
[chorus]