Heretic

Why see your lips bleed?
You feel colder, your design
You'll find ways to hurt me
When it's over
The cuttings mine

Inside I see your red bleed
Scratch of scrappings
Of your time
I'll set this fire
That burns in me
Your design

The sun finds you
Burning hands
But not mine
Of the best ways to kill me
In time things will get broken
Still were broken
We're broken
We're broken

Why see your lips bleed?
You feel colder, your design
You'll find ways to hurt me
When it's over
The cuttings mine

The sun finds you
Burning hands
But not mine
Of the best ways to kill me
In time things will get broken
Still were broken
We're broken
We're broken
I'm broken
I'm broken
I'm broken
I'm broken

The sun finds you
Burning hands
But not mine
Of the best ways to kill me
In time things will get broken
Still were broken
We're broken
We're broken
We're broken