Wounds

I'm holding on for signs of you To take the salt out of the wound Please answer me; the Constant Seeking the end of grief Tasting blood on the surface Prove it to me; maybe I don't believe These memories thicken the air It's harder to breathe the more I care But I can't give up the ghost I'm holding on for signs of you To take the salt out of the wound You left me cold and afraid A foot in the grave to bury the things I want to say I'm praying for you. to take the salt out of the wound Malace floods these veins Venom fills the void That you cut deep into me God can you still hear me I'm seeking the answers The torment's too much to bare I'm giving up on you I'm giving up on you You left me abandoned Death has come to steal, kill and destroy Everything I have is salt thrown to the wounds I'm holding on for signs of you To take the salt out of the wound You left me cold and afraid A foot in the grave to bury the things I want to say I'm praying for you. to take the salt out of the wound If you wanted to reach out You should have done it on the Way down On the way down There's a spirit, taunting from the inside Pull the strings, constrict me; I won't survive Rip the skin off, pull the flesh back Split my chest in two My heart has turned black These memories thicken the air It's harder to breathe the more I care But I can't give up the ghost I'm holding on for signs of you To take the salt out of the wound You left me cold and afraid A foot in the grave to bury the things I want to say I'm praying for you. to take the salt out of the wound Take the salt out of the Wounds