Wounds

I'm holding on for signs of you
To take the salt out of the wound

Please answer me; the Constant
Seeking the end of grief
Tasting blood on the surface
Prove it to me; maybe I don't believe

These memories thicken the air
It's harder to breathe the more I care
But I can't give up the ghost

I'm holding on for signs of you
To take the salt out of the wound
You left me cold and afraid
A foot in the grave to bury the things I want to say
I'm praying for you. to take the salt out of the wound

Malace floods these veins
Venom fills the void
That you cut deep into me
God can you still hear me I'm seeking the answers
The torment's too much to bare
I'm giving up on you
I'm giving up on you
You left me abandoned
Death has come to steal, kill and destroy
Everything I have is salt thrown to the wounds

I'm holding on for signs of you
To take the salt out of the wound
You left me cold and afraid
A foot in the grave to bury the things I want to say
I'm praying for you. to take the salt out of the wound

If you wanted to reach out
You should have done it on the
Way down
On the way down

There's a spirit, taunting from the inside
Pull the strings, constrict me; I won't survive
Rip the skin off, pull the flesh back
Split my chest in two
My heart has turned black

These memories thicken the air
It's harder to breathe the more I care
But I can't give up the ghost

I'm holding on for signs of you
To take the salt out of the wound
You left me cold and afraid
A foot in the grave to bury the things I want to say
I'm praying for you. to take the salt out of the wound
Take the salt out of the
Wounds