Letras:
Salt The Wound Better This This

get away from this place. I need to get away from this place. I know that I am better than this. I know that I am better than this

get away from this place. I need to get away from this place. I know that I am better than this. I know that I am better than this (Thanks to Andrew

: I?ve been bleeding well From this old wound Cleaning it with salt, So it will still feel new Sometimes eyes turn black, And sometimes scars are tracks

: Bomb That Can't Explode This used to be mine you know Plenty of time and kindness overflowed It was all right, then overnight I was grown out of

, Christmas is off, this is as soft as it gets This isn't gob this is a blister in the salt Those are your wounds this is the salt, so get lost Shit dissin

Princess cards she sends me with her regards Barroom eyes shine vacancy, to see her you gotta look hard Wounded deep in battle, I stand stuffed like

get rid of the next bully It's actually better 'cause instead of you murderin' You can hurt 'em and come back again and kick dirt at 'em It's like pourin' salt in the wounds

Makin five fifty somethin, barely controlling shit Keep frontin, I'ma hurt ya Now your face getting scraped by asphalt Off a somersault, flesh wound Bring in a bag of salt

I raise my glass eye, I drink to that, say cheers And let the fire water wash away the tears, burn like salt On open wounds, thoughts consume all consetions