36 Crazyfists - Slit Wrist Theory

With the absence of eye, I can start to bleed again...
With the color of hearts it seems like you wear right thin
And as it falls from your mouth, it seems like you
needed it more
Well I can still ask for more, I will still ask for more...

Get the fuck out, stay the fuck out
It makes me sick (I'm alright)
Slit wrist theory, stains us all...

Lace me up, lace me up
I'm still looking for these angels in the snow
Lace me up, lace me up
I'm still looking for these angels in the snow

It seems like a runaround
Words that won't matter
And as it falls from your mouth it seems like you
needed it more
And I will color you all red, I will color you all...red

Get the fuck out, stay the fuck out
It makes me sick (I'm alright)
Slit wrist theory, stains us all...

Lace me up, lace me up
I'm still looking for these angels in the snow
Lace me up, lace me up
I'm still looking for these angels in the snow

Braided conversation

Get the fuck out, stay the fuck out
It makes me sick (I'm alright)
Slit wrist theory, stains us all...
And caved the fuck in, and bashed the fuck in, it's so old
Slit wrist theory, stains us all...

Lace me up, lace me up
I'm still looking for these angels in the snow
Lace me up, lace me up
I'm still looking for these angels in the snow

Lace me up...

Writer(s): 36 Crazyfists, Brock Lindow, Mick Whitney, Steven Holt, Thomas Noonan, Thomas Noone

36 Crazyfists Lyrics

album: "Bitterness The Star" (2002)

Turns To Ashes
One More Word
An Agreement Called Forever
Eightminutesupsidedown
Slit Wrist Theory
Bury Me Where I Fall
Dislocate
Two Months From A Year
Chalk White
All I Am
Ceramic
Circle Of Drain
Left Hand Charity
Crutch