Slit Wrist Theory

With the absence of eye, I can start to breath 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 could still ask for more Get the f**k out, stay the f**k out It makes me sick Slit wrist theory, stains us all Slit 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 seem like you needed it more And I will color you all red, I will color you all red Get the f**k out, stay the f**k out It makes me sick Slit wrist theory, stains us all Slit 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 Get the f**k out, stay the f**k out It makes me sick Slit wrist theory, stains us all And caved the f**k in And bashed the f**k in, its so old Slit wrist theory, stains us all Slit, 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, lace me up Lace me up, lace me up