Mark Whitney - Slit Wrist Theory lyrics

With the absence of eye, I can start to bleed again... With the color of hearts it seems like you wear right thin And as it falls from your mouth, it seems like you Needed it more Well I can still ask for more, I will still ask for more... Get the f** out, stay the f** out It makes me sick (I'm alright) Slit wrist theory, stains us all... Lace me up, lace me up I'm still looking for these angels in the snow Lace me up, lace me up I'm still looking for these angels in the snow It seems like a runaround Words that won't matter And as it falls from your mouth it seems like you Needed it more And I will color you all red, I will color you all... Red Get the f** out, stay the f** out It makes me sick (I'm alright) Slit wrist theory, stains us all... Lace me up, lace me up I'm still looking for these angels in the snow Lace me up, lace me up I'm still looking for these angels in the snow Braided conversation Braided converstaion Get the f** out, stay the f** out It makes me sick (I'm alright) Slit wrist theory, stains us all... And caved the f** in, and bashed the f** in, it's so old Slit wrist theory, stains us all... Slit wrist! Lace me up, lace me up I'm still looking for these angels in the snow Lace me up, lace me up I'm still looking for these angels in the snow Lace me up...