Cutting And Draining

Orange 9mm

If you couldn't then who would
Pluck the cord that makes me steal?
Life from a big thick box
With more blood than I can contain

You always have some to try
You always have some to try

I always scream like I'm dying
I always scream like I'm dying
For, for, for, for
Nothing

We could all stand in my head
And search for what makes me
I need to go right on back in
And give some to get some

I'm cutting and your draining
I'm cutting and your draining

So I can smile at my point most dead
So I can smile at my point most dead
For, for, for, for
Nothing

If you couldn't then who would
Pluck the cord that makes me steal?
Life from a big thick box
With more blood than I can contain

You always have some to try
You always have some to try

I always scream like I'm dying
I always scream like I'm dying
For, for, for, for