Blood-letting
I think it's about time i was leaving you're stumbling over words
I don't believe in
But i'm finding
New legs to walk with i've been finding
New knives to kiss with
When you sleep
Your body turns ghost-white and i can't help but feeling
Like a fly on milk
I crawled back into myself alone
I am writhing with certainty
I am dancing with the slow death trembling like a drop of mercury
I touched your wrist beneath the blanket
No use now
In trying to change our old ways
When someone else's name is stuck between your shoulder blades
Here are my hands
Reminding you of someone else's hands
God is stuck
Singing himself to sleep i am not the only one
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Blood-letting
I think it's about time i was leaving you're stumbling over words
I don't believe in
But i'm finding
New legs to walk with i've been finding
New knives to kiss with
When you sleep
Your body turns ghost-white and i can't help but feeling
Like a fly on milk
I crawled back into myself alone
I am writhing with certainty
I am dancing with the slow death trembling like a drop of mercury
I touched your wrist beneath the blanket
No use now
In trying to change our old ways
When someone else's name is stuck between your shoulder blades
Here are my hands
Reminding you of someone else's hands
God is stuck
Singing himself to sleep i am not the only one
I think it's about time i was leaving you're stumbling over words
I don't believe in
But i'm finding
New legs to walk with i've been finding
New knives to kiss with
When you sleep
Your body turns ghost-white and i can't help but feeling
Like a fly on milk
I crawled back into myself alone
I am writhing with certainty
I am dancing with the slow death trembling like a drop of mercury
I touched your wrist beneath the blanket
No use now
In trying to change our old ways
When someone else's name is stuck between your shoulder blades
Here are my hands
Reminding you of someone else's hands
God is stuck
Singing himself to sleep i am not the only one
Writer: Andrew Owens Kirby, Kristine Rene Leschper, Matthew John Anderegg, McKendrick Carver Bearden
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Copyright: Lyrics © SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB.