| 作词 : Hendrickson, More | |
| Legs bent and twisted up underneath me | |
| Limbs like wood my blood flows like pitch | |
| My body shudders and curls against your jaw | |
| Blackened and burned in need of | |
| A stitch or two | |
| You sewed me up and pulled me apart | |
| You sewed me up and pulled me to bits | |
| Your disease comes sinking into me | |
| Its teeth all chiseled mercilessly | |
| Hammering my nerves until I'm split and severed | |
| But somehow you don't see | |
| I still bleed | |
| I hear the razor call and I bleed | |
| Everytime we touch | |
| I still bleed | |
| Down the long grinding night | |
| A cigarette burns a slow hole into my split lip | |
| My eyes burn out 'cause I see too much | |
| I touch your mouth cold skin your hips | |
| Kiss the wound where | |
| I still bleed | |
| Lying just South of your Mouth | |
| Acid burns in every kiss | |
| Loaded breach and swallowed barrel | |
| I never thought it might come to this | |
| Try to hold myself shut together | |
| Stapled sutured but everytime we touch | |
| Then I still bleed |
| zuo ci : Hendrickson, More | |
| Legs bent and twisted up underneath me | |
| Limbs like wood my blood flows like pitch | |
| My body shudders and curls against your jaw | |
| Blackened and burned in need of | |
| A stitch or two | |
| You sewed me up and pulled me apart | |
| You sewed me up and pulled me to bits | |
| Your disease comes sinking into me | |
| Its teeth all chiseled mercilessly | |
| Hammering my nerves until I' m split and severed | |
| But somehow you don' t see | |
| I still bleed | |
| I hear the razor call and I bleed | |
| Everytime we touch | |
| I still bleed | |
| Down the long grinding night | |
| A cigarette burns a slow hole into my split lip | |
| My eyes burn out ' cause I see too much | |
| I touch your mouth cold skin your hips | |
| Kiss the wound where | |
| I still bleed | |
| Lying just South of your Mouth | |
| Acid burns in every kiss | |
| Loaded breach and swallowed barrel | |
| I never thought it might come to this | |
| Try to hold myself shut together | |
| Stapled sutured but everytime we touch | |
| Then I still bleed |
| zuò cí : Hendrickson, More | |
| Legs bent and twisted up underneath me | |
| Limbs like wood my blood flows like pitch | |
| My body shudders and curls against your jaw | |
| Blackened and burned in need of | |
| A stitch or two | |
| You sewed me up and pulled me apart | |
| You sewed me up and pulled me to bits | |
| Your disease comes sinking into me | |
| Its teeth all chiseled mercilessly | |
| Hammering my nerves until I' m split and severed | |
| But somehow you don' t see | |
| I still bleed | |
| I hear the razor call and I bleed | |
| Everytime we touch | |
| I still bleed | |
| Down the long grinding night | |
| A cigarette burns a slow hole into my split lip | |
| My eyes burn out ' cause I see too much | |
| I touch your mouth cold skin your hips | |
| Kiss the wound where | |
| I still bleed | |
| Lying just South of your Mouth | |
| Acid burns in every kiss | |
| Loaded breach and swallowed barrel | |
| I never thought it might come to this | |
| Try to hold myself shut together | |
| Stapled sutured but everytime we touch | |
| Then I still bleed |