My Wound Songtext
von B-Thong
My Wound Songtext
He is crazy, he wants everything
Hating myself for so long, how long
Emptiness just fills my days, just kills
The same old shit breeds in grease, so taste it
Inhaling the cure
Mental ass
Weeds you inside
Give you indigestion
Everyone would like to know infinity
The perfect turn of life, it will fill
It will fill the gap when nothing but confusion
It blocks your remorse, enslaves your body
Inhaling the cure
Mental ass
Weeds you inside
Inhaling the cure
Mental ass
Weeds you inside
Give you indigestion
Heal me
Heal me
Heal my flesh
Oh heal my so-called
Heal me
Heal me
Heal me
Heal my flesh
Oh heal my wound
Ask yourself, you′ll still be wondering
There's no peace in your heart left to see
The terrifier is the man′s own liar
The mother of god, the purest of the pure
Inhaling the cure
Mental ass
Weeds you inside
Give you indigestion
Heal me
Heal me
Heal my flesh
Oh heal my so-called
Heal me
Heal me
Heal me
Heal my flesh
Oh heal my wound
Holding back
Stretching forward
The only thing demands you
Is the son of
Son of dissolution
Breakdown
Yes, your first time
Seize no remorse
Bend your conviction
Bend your conviction
Bend your conviction
Bend your conviction
Bend your conviction
Bend your conviction
Bend your conviction
Bend your conviction
Bend your conviction
So heal me
Heal me
Heal me
Heal my flesh
Oh heal my so-called
Heal me
Heal me
Heal me
Heal my flesh
Oh heal my wound
My flesh
My wound
My flesh
My wound
My flesh
My flesh
My wound
Hating myself for so long, how long
Emptiness just fills my days, just kills
The same old shit breeds in grease, so taste it
Inhaling the cure
Mental ass
Weeds you inside
Give you indigestion
Everyone would like to know infinity
The perfect turn of life, it will fill
It will fill the gap when nothing but confusion
It blocks your remorse, enslaves your body
Inhaling the cure
Mental ass
Weeds you inside
Inhaling the cure
Mental ass
Weeds you inside
Give you indigestion
Heal me
Heal me
Heal my flesh
Oh heal my so-called
Heal me
Heal me
Heal me
Heal my flesh
Oh heal my wound
Ask yourself, you′ll still be wondering
There's no peace in your heart left to see
The terrifier is the man′s own liar
The mother of god, the purest of the pure
Inhaling the cure
Mental ass
Weeds you inside
Give you indigestion
Heal me
Heal me
Heal my flesh
Oh heal my so-called
Heal me
Heal me
Heal me
Heal my flesh
Oh heal my wound
Holding back
Stretching forward
The only thing demands you
Is the son of
Son of dissolution
Breakdown
Yes, your first time
Seize no remorse
Bend your conviction
Bend your conviction
Bend your conviction
Bend your conviction
Bend your conviction
Bend your conviction
Bend your conviction
Bend your conviction
Bend your conviction
So heal me
Heal me
Heal me
Heal my flesh
Oh heal my so-called
Heal me
Heal me
Heal me
Heal my flesh
Oh heal my wound
My flesh
My wound
My flesh
My wound
My flesh
My flesh
My wound
Writer(s): Tony Jelencovich, Morgan Dick Devert, Stefan Hans Thuresson, Lars Aake Haglund Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

