Clipped Wings
Can I cut you out of the frame
Can I throw the remnant in the lake
'Cause I never wanted to yell murder in your name
I just want to die without a photo drenched in shame
For I will never be the same
And cold blood always leaves a stain
And oh oh oh
The lines they are so blue
And oh oh oh
The coat of arms you threw
'Cause I never wanted to slaughter your game
To go on pining for moon that only wanes
Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin
So take me out to the corn my love and
Splash the water 'til it turns into mud
For my blood is frozen on the absence of love
Oh in the veins a far haunting calls your name
To your soul's body which you never knew you gave
Away into oblivion you threw
And his teeth have made a corpse of you
But you've come back with the clipped wings of the dove
And in this reverie you wrestled with your love
For my blood still frozen from the absence of love
So take the thorns out of me my love
And patch them up with your wounded love
We're all tied up, now undo what you've done
And into soundless from your slaughter I will run
Can I cut you out of the frame
Can I throw the remnants in the lake
Can I throw the remnant in the lake
'Cause I never wanted to yell murder in your name
I just want to die without a photo drenched in shame
For I will never be the same
And cold blood always leaves a stain
And oh oh oh
The lines they are so blue
And oh oh oh
The coat of arms you threw
'Cause I never wanted to slaughter your game
To go on pining for moon that only wanes
Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin
So take me out to the corn my love and
Splash the water 'til it turns into mud
For my blood is frozen on the absence of love
Oh in the veins a far haunting calls your name
To your soul's body which you never knew you gave
Away into oblivion you threw
And his teeth have made a corpse of you
But you've come back with the clipped wings of the dove
And in this reverie you wrestled with your love
For my blood still frozen from the absence of love
So take the thorns out of me my love
And patch them up with your wounded love
We're all tied up, now undo what you've done
And into soundless from your slaughter I will run
Can I cut you out of the frame
Can I throw the remnants in the lake
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Writer(s): Emily Jane White
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