Ten of Swords

Ten bloody blades butchering the spine you never knew I had
I tried it all but time won't heal it the wine won't heal it
Cut so deep that you could feel it too
Burning Polaroids
The innocence of yesterday is taken by the present's fire
I know I let you down
But the tan line from your ring still shows, tell me we still have time to grow

Ten hands drew a blade and drew my blood I'm spillin' out but I'll survive
Blood I'm spillin', love god willin' I'll make it alive
Da da da

Four naked walls screaming endless echoes of a broken woman's words
My neck pinned to the wall
I saw a woman's eyes that didn't belong to you
Run like lightning, speeding through the midnight hour
If I crash this car right now, then I'll just dissappear

Ten hands drew a blade and drew my blood I'm spillin' out but I'll survive
Blood I'm spillin', love god willin' I'll make it alive
Da da da

Ten hands drew a blade and drew my blood I'm spillin' out but I'll survive
Blood I'm spillin', love god willin' I'll make it alive
Da da da



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Avila
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