Short Cuts (Remastered 2024)

A voice that goes through the wall A heart that is full of written pages You're not a pink soldier anymore You used to hunt, can you recall? Counting the names by the scars on your tongue Remember the rush and the noise in your lungs Cut up your thoughts and swallow them all Slivered hearts when you were in control Your head is iced when you're crashing the plane It's an evil game A sound of intrusive alarms A room that is full of hidden cameras Blue lights are closing you down Dust will come into your arms Counting the names by the scars on your tongue Remember the rush and the noise in your lungs Cut up your thoughts and swallow them all Slivered hearts when you were in control Your head is iced when you're crashing the plane It's an evil game Counting the names by the scars on your tongue Remember the rush and the noise in your lungs Cut up your thoughts and swallow them all Slivered hearts when you were in control Your head is iced when you're crashing the plane It's an evil game