Broken tendons
Open wounds
Cut me up if needed
At least I'll do some good
Demoted and devolved
Carved up and cold
On a silver platter
Designed to your mold
The flesh you tear
Is now my own
Thankless shackles
Room without a door
Scathing silence
Burning down the loft
The flesh you tear
Is now my own
Thankless shackles
Closed around a whore
And I'm beginning to think
This isn't fair anymore
Vodite vraga - portmanteau Lyrics
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Broken tendons
Open wounds
Cut me up if needed
At least I'll do some good
Demoted and devolved
Carved up and cold
On a silver platter
Designed to your mold
The flesh you tear
Is now my own
Thankless shackles
Room without a door
Scathing silence
Burning down the loft
The flesh you tear
Is now my own
Thankless shackles
Closed around a whore
And I'm beginning to think
This isn't fair anymore
Open wounds
Cut me up if needed
At least I'll do some good
Demoted and devolved
Carved up and cold
On a silver platter
Designed to your mold
The flesh you tear
Is now my own
Thankless shackles
Room without a door
Scathing silence
Burning down the loft
The flesh you tear
Is now my own
Thankless shackles
Closed around a whore
And I'm beginning to think
This isn't fair anymore
Writer: Jan Kolarić
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