Bandaids Songtext
von Mitch Santiago

I don′t exist in the real world
What is life like on the dry earth
If I rip it off I'll know what it looks like
So cover it up I′ll never be too high
The heavens above
I don't exist in the real world

Addicted to bandaids to cover my cuts
I can't stand to look at what′s eating me up
When I try to clean what has poisoned my blood
I always end up bleeding through
I always end up bleeding through

Come down I′m back to my old ways
Oh well tomorrow's a new day
If I rip it off I′ll know what it feels like
To fall out of love I've never been so high
The heavens above
I don′t exist in the real world


Addicted to bandaids to cover my cuts
I can't stand to look at what′s eating me up
When I try to clean what has poisoned my blood
I always end up bleeding through
I always end up bleeding through

(I always end up bleeding through)

Addicted to bandaids to cover my cuts
I can't stand to look at what's eating me up
When I try to clean what has poisoned my blood
I always end up bleeding

Addicted to bandaids to cover my cuts
I can′t stand to look at what′s eating me up
When I try to clean what has poisoned my blood
I always end up bleeding through
I always end up bleeding through

I don't exist in the real world
(I always end up bleeding through)
I don′t exist in the real world
(I always end up bleeding through)