Slit the Tear Ducts Songtext
von The Amity Affliction
Slit the Tear Ducts Songtext
Burn these bodies, discard these broken hearts
Tomorrow let′s make an oath to never be rid of this austerity
Slit the tear ducts and bleed them dry
There was a call for you to approach the end, embrace the sadness
So start the car but don't go anywhere, you′ll hate wherever you end up
Believe me, these wounds won't heal
Take thoughts from within your mind
These wounds won't, they won′t heal at all
Burn these bodies, discard these broken hearts
Tomorrow let′s make an oath to never be rid of this austerity
Slit the tear ducts and bleed them dry
Kill the pulse doctor, electrocute the patient
His actions rendered me mute
Kill the pulse doctor, electrocute the patient
His actions rendered me mute
Believe me, these wounds won't heal
Take thoughts from within your mind
These wounds won′t, they won't heal at all
Now I can see photographs departing in smoke stacks sending signs of relief
Now departing, in smoke stacks sending signs of relief
Burn these bodies, burn these bodies, discard these broken hearts
Tomorrow let′s make an oath to never be rid of this austerity
Slit the tear ducts and bleed them dry
Bleed them dry, bleed them dry
Bleed them dry, bleed them dry
Tomorrow let′s make an oath to never be rid of this austerity
Slit the tear ducts and bleed them dry
There was a call for you to approach the end, embrace the sadness
So start the car but don't go anywhere, you′ll hate wherever you end up
Believe me, these wounds won't heal
Take thoughts from within your mind
These wounds won't, they won′t heal at all
Burn these bodies, discard these broken hearts
Tomorrow let′s make an oath to never be rid of this austerity
Slit the tear ducts and bleed them dry
Kill the pulse doctor, electrocute the patient
His actions rendered me mute
Kill the pulse doctor, electrocute the patient
His actions rendered me mute
Believe me, these wounds won't heal
Take thoughts from within your mind
These wounds won′t, they won't heal at all
Now I can see photographs departing in smoke stacks sending signs of relief
Now departing, in smoke stacks sending signs of relief
Burn these bodies, burn these bodies, discard these broken hearts
Tomorrow let′s make an oath to never be rid of this austerity
Slit the tear ducts and bleed them dry
Bleed them dry, bleed them dry
Bleed them dry, bleed them dry
Writer(s): Ahren Charles Stringer, Joel Fletcher Birch, Troy Jon-colin Brady, Garth Buchanan, Troels Thomasen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com