Stitch me up while you watch the knife drag out so slowly
When they come undone be there to tell me I'm lonely
When you sink your teeth in, I'll be watching and waiting
And sinking, and waiting, weaking
The pictures set inside my head
I keep trying to place it
I'm gone, flick a light on while you wait your turn
To open up the wounds in all of my concerns
When you keep the pieces, it's this hate that reachers
Past the creases in my skin, your my weakness
The pictures set inside my head
I keep trying to place it
Don't pass the torch down it's still burning
Don't fall asleep the wheels are turning
I'm a little late to fill the holes I put in my skin
Your a little cold, don't listen I'm still sleeping