Текст песни
You carve up the sky
Like some biblical crow
Measuring my bones
Still I'm sucking on stones
You take my soul
And wrap it in your own dead skin
You ravish my mind
Like dead meat on the road
Till all my thoughts are known
And my cover is blown
You take my soul
And work it till it's paper thin
Something's wrong with the games we play
I shouldn't need to mention
But you're pushing me to silence you
Just challenge me to care
If you dare
The cycle of blame
Is a jagged-edged claw
We've both been here before
I'd sell my guts like a whore
Not to feel so old
And maybe let some love back in