Itch

When you fill my cup

My wish used up and nothing's in my head

All over again

When my luck is lost

The wine's been drunk and I've gone out my mind

It's alright

I'm not looking for anything to feel

I'm just itching for one last wound to heal

Take this blood and drink me

Take this flesh, deceive me

There's nothing in my head again

So take it or leave it

I never needed work for idle hands

It's not getting better

Can't hold on forever

What's left to understand?

Take these lungs and breathe me

Kill the self and see me

So take it or leave it

I never needed work for idle hands

It's not getting better

Can't hold on forever because…

I'm not looking for anything to feel now

I'm just itching for one last wound to heal because…

Nothing's in my head

Nothing's in my head

Nothing's in my head

Nothing's in my head