Deep Crescents
Sheep, Dog & Wolf
GENRE Red, white, pressing down on my chest
There's no telling where he will hit me next
Deep crescents branding my scalp
From the fingers scrabbling to help me
Tear the bastard out by the root
Rip my face out promptly, what if I could
Bruised knuckles, beating my brow
My brain buckles, I must remember
I'm not the words he's screaming in my ear
I, I'm someone before he was ever here
(Evеr here)
Red, whitе, pressing down on my chest
There's no telling where he will hit me next
Deep crescents branding my scalp
From the fingers scrabbling to help me
Tear the bastard out by the root
Rip my face out promptly, what if I could
Bruised knuckles, beating my brow
My brain buckles, I must remember
I know you can
But what if I don't?
I know you're here
But what if I know?
I know you can
But what if I don't?
I know you're here
But what if I'm not?
(Ah, ah)
[?] from [?] my head [?]
That's not true, I knew I hate us too
[?]
[?] push the world away
You say I'm clawing at my face
I'm waste filling space
I'm not, this is not me!
(Instrumental)
(Ah)
(Ah)
Red, white, pressing down on my chest
There's no telling where he will hit me next
Deep crescents branding my scalp
From the fingers scrabbling to help me
Tear the bastard out by the root
Rip my face out promptly, what if I could
Bruised knuckles, beating my brow
My brain buckles, I must remember
I am not the words he's screaming in my ear
I, I'm someone before he was ever here
(Ever here)
There's no telling where he will hit me next
Deep crescents branding my scalp
From the fingers scrabbling to help me
Tear the bastard out by the root
Rip my face out promptly, what if I could
Bruised knuckles, beating my brow
My brain buckles, I must remember
I'm not the words he's screaming in my ear
I, I'm someone before he was ever here
(Evеr here)
Red, whitе, pressing down on my chest
There's no telling where he will hit me next
Deep crescents branding my scalp
From the fingers scrabbling to help me
Tear the bastard out by the root
Rip my face out promptly, what if I could
Bruised knuckles, beating my brow
My brain buckles, I must remember
I know you can
But what if I don't?
I know you're here
But what if I know?
I know you can
But what if I don't?
I know you're here
But what if I'm not?
(Ah, ah)
[?] from [?] my head [?]
That's not true, I knew I hate us too
[?]
[?] push the world away
You say I'm clawing at my face
I'm waste filling space
I'm not, this is not me!
(Instrumental)
(Ah)
(Ah)
Red, white, pressing down on my chest
There's no telling where he will hit me next
Deep crescents branding my scalp
From the fingers scrabbling to help me
Tear the bastard out by the root
Rip my face out promptly, what if I could
Bruised knuckles, beating my brow
My brain buckles, I must remember
I am not the words he's screaming in my ear
I, I'm someone before he was ever here
(Ever here)
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