歌词
It's hard
I missed you
Need to be closer to you
Me and you, just me and you
There are many types of monsters in this world
I'm taken out of my box and put in your hands to dirty my packaging
I would hate to cause an upset, but I'm half alive
My brain is just hemorrhaging
Blood from out my head, down my chin, and onto my clothes
It covers my everything
Buckets of it beat from my chest
Pour through these cracks and shape into angel wings
His teeth in iron-bound clasps attack at my heels and bite through my shuffling
When my leg came off in that trap, I licked my own wounds and carried on traveling
Time and time again, my own mouth has opened up wounds we left to be yesterdays
It's like everyone but myself has grown to this cold, while I am left trembling
I'm taken out of my box and put in your hands to dirty my packaging
I would hate to cause an upset, but I'm half alive
My brain is just hemorrhaging
Blood from out my head, down my chin, and onto my clothes
It covers my everything
Buckets of it beat from my chest
Pour through these cracks and shape into angel wings
And I get taken out of my box and melted on coals
Forgot in this fireplace
A voice I recognize well is choking on words
Attempting to ease the pain, but it's useless
Oh, it's useless
No matter the path that he chooses, it's riddled with bruises
But in the violence, he finally realizes he's clueless
Oh, he's—
Taken out of my box and put in your hands to dirty my packaging
I would hate to cause an upset, but I'm half alive
My brain is just hemorrhaging
Blood from out my head, down my chin, and onto my clothes
It covers my everything
Buckets of it beat from my chest
Pour through these cracks and shape into angel wings
Written by: Miles Lenehan
