Boxcutter Songtext
von Gatherers

I was afraid, dotting the i′s of our reckoning
A windowless chair, your hands on my face
Contorted like a knee brace

"Nothin' to do, baby
No one to save me now"
An eye of gold daisies
Nothin′ to see, go on, pull me out

I am a plane crash
No God above but an oxygen mask
Decades in the bed you made
Black garb of the Heaven's gate

Come back to sleep, baby
Come on and piece me back together now


House flooding to the slow dance that we do
I'm gutted here for you
Hands cut up and the sutures come unglued
I need a new skin to slip inside

Heart gutted here for you
Heart gutted here for you
I could die at your feet ′til I′m bruised at the knees
You keep wearing me down to the wire
Mutilate me, you're my box cutter
Ear to cheek, wearing the face of another

So many things
So many things
So many things I′d say to you

So many things
So many things
So many things I'd say to you

"Nothin′ to see, baby
No one to save me now
Come back to sleep, baby
I'm gutted here for you"