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“I’m dancing on land mines across your chest.
Hoping high hopes I’ll trigger some”
― Wounds: Volume 1
Hoping high hopes I’ll trigger some”
― Wounds: Volume 1
“I have a penchant for broken people
I want to see the beautiful entrails of misery inside them
I want to suckle at the teat of your tears
I need to understand you so maybe I can understand me
Dipping my toes into the deep
Maybe one day you can see how it feels
You have the prettiest eyes, even carrying all the weight
of the pain inside
My favourite flawed valentine, never mine.
Imperfectly, you’re perfect.
You’re the shining star in a darkened sky
But they love you more when you’re falling
You’re burning through, you’re coming clean
“I liked you better when you were sad”
― Wounds Volume 2
I want to see the beautiful entrails of misery inside them
I want to suckle at the teat of your tears
I need to understand you so maybe I can understand me
Dipping my toes into the deep
Maybe one day you can see how it feels
You have the prettiest eyes, even carrying all the weight
of the pain inside
My favourite flawed valentine, never mine.
Imperfectly, you’re perfect.
You’re the shining star in a darkened sky
But they love you more when you’re falling
You’re burning through, you’re coming clean
“I liked you better when you were sad”
― Wounds Volume 2
“They say you always hurt the ones you love
Well I’m hurting and I’m all out of love”
― Wounds Volume 2
Well I’m hurting and I’m all out of love”
― Wounds Volume 2
“Love letters to the depressed and the future heart
broken
I’m leaving the light on in my old street
Hoping I see some surrender on the other side of
town
Blink twice if you can see me. Blink thrice if you need me.
We’ve been walking alone for too long, putting all our rotten eggs in the same basket
Skipping in the dark, singing do rei (forget) me.”
― Wounds: Volume 1
broken
I’m leaving the light on in my old street
Hoping I see some surrender on the other side of
town
Blink twice if you can see me. Blink thrice if you need me.
We’ve been walking alone for too long, putting all our rotten eggs in the same basket
Skipping in the dark, singing do rei (forget) me.”
― Wounds: Volume 1
“You fear no inferno when you are born amidst flames.
It’s another flesh wound, another lasting burn.
Carry them with you.”
― Wounds: Volume 1
It’s another flesh wound, another lasting burn.
Carry them with you.”
― Wounds: Volume 1
“Oh tell me again how you are saving me.
Oh tell me again how you are leaving me.
Take care, sweetheart. Play fair, sweetheart.
Living different lives in empty beds.”
― Wounds: Volume 1
Oh tell me again how you are leaving me.
Take care, sweetheart. Play fair, sweetheart.
Living different lives in empty beds.”
― Wounds: Volume 1
“I’m unfinished business and business hours are over”
― Wounds: Volume 1
― Wounds: Volume 1
“Sometimes you peel back the skin
And there’s nothing but the sting
I’d pin that heart of yours to my chest
That is of course, if you had one at all
I cracked my rib cage right open to fit you in
You’re clawing up my legs
But baby, I’ll never let you in
You can’t trick me you snake
You can’t lure me with that serpent’s tongue
I’ll roast you with that apple in your mouth
I’ll wipe my lips with the blood of your false regret
Tell me another pretty lie
Your words are rotting, the putrid smell of distain lingers
I’ve destroyed everything you’ve ever touched
I’m burning myself clean, exorcising every memory
Bodies once entwined.
Tell me one last pretty tale
Lie steady, I swear it wont hurt a bit
Truth like poison, love like venom”
― Wounds Volume 2
And there’s nothing but the sting
I’d pin that heart of yours to my chest
That is of course, if you had one at all
I cracked my rib cage right open to fit you in
You’re clawing up my legs
But baby, I’ll never let you in
You can’t trick me you snake
You can’t lure me with that serpent’s tongue
I’ll roast you with that apple in your mouth
I’ll wipe my lips with the blood of your false regret
Tell me another pretty lie
Your words are rotting, the putrid smell of distain lingers
I’ve destroyed everything you’ve ever touched
I’m burning myself clean, exorcising every memory
Bodies once entwined.
Tell me one last pretty tale
Lie steady, I swear it wont hurt a bit
Truth like poison, love like venom”
― Wounds Volume 2
“Do tell me all about your pain
Your loss, your scars
Do you want to see hell?
Let me show you just where I’ve been”
― Wounds Volume 2
Your loss, your scars
Do you want to see hell?
Let me show you just where I’ve been”
― Wounds Volume 2
“The ringing in my ears
The ruffled sheets of someone else’s bed
Your stink won’t wash off
I wasn’t the only one
You’re not the only one
Just trying night after night to find a heart that feels like home.”
― Wounds: Volume 1
The ruffled sheets of someone else’s bed
Your stink won’t wash off
I wasn’t the only one
You’re not the only one
Just trying night after night to find a heart that feels like home.”
― Wounds: Volume 1
“Blood drips from my fingertip
Like the blood that fell from your lips
Best intentions better left dead
I’m laying low and your holding ground
I’ve walked this road a thousand times
I get so close I think I feel, and then so swiftly I forget it all
I’m scratching my fingers through the dirt
I’m digging up secrets you wish you’d never heard
Saying out loud what you’ve never said
Telling the truths you’ve locked away inside your head
I’m licking my lips and wishing you hell
I’m holding your hands and whispering farewell”
― Wounds Volume 2
Like the blood that fell from your lips
Best intentions better left dead
I’m laying low and your holding ground
I’ve walked this road a thousand times
I get so close I think I feel, and then so swiftly I forget it all
I’m scratching my fingers through the dirt
I’m digging up secrets you wish you’d never heard
Saying out loud what you’ve never said
Telling the truths you’ve locked away inside your head
I’m licking my lips and wishing you hell
I’m holding your hands and whispering farewell”
― Wounds Volume 2
“I’m carrying scattered pieces of me across the land
Shifting from hand to hand trying not to hit the ground
There is no meat left on these bones
Yet I’m still dragging this heart on a string in search of a home”
― Wounds Volume 2
Shifting from hand to hand trying not to hit the ground
There is no meat left on these bones
Yet I’m still dragging this heart on a string in search of a home”
― Wounds Volume 2
“My sister wrote letters to the dead and hid them in her bedroom drawers.
I wrote imaginary letters in my head to living.”
― Wounds: Volume 1
I wrote imaginary letters in my head to living.”
― Wounds: Volume 1
