Suture Self

Suture Self

Loved Ones (The)
(album: Keep Your Heart)

the head is shot the nerves rubbed raw
like a tooth sharpening cannibal
i´d eat the heart that beats in fear
so it could never keep me here
i´m working on my satellite
if you could help me i might find
a way to make my plea get through
just beam me back a little proof

i´m tired of feeling... feeling tired
and I´m feeling... feeling tired

i´m scratching at these cataracts
to try and see what´s still intact
i sold the heart that beats in fear
the road ahead now is desolately clear

i wish i may i wish i´d find
a way to make these scars feel real
so i could stand and face what´s here

i´m tired of feeling... feeling tired... i´m feeling tired

mother won´t you hear
my desperate cries?
i´m calling in...
mother won´t you hear my desperate crying?
i´ve been so shut down yeah i´ll admit i´m struggling
mother won´t you hear my desperate crying?