Cutting my Tongue

I know shame
Like the back of my hand
Like the back of my hand
Like the scar under my left thumb
I know pain
Like an abused boy
Like an abused girl
All alone with a fear of the dark

Why am I always cutting my tongue
And drinking the blood
What a relief you're sick of following me
I said oh what a shame
Why am I always trying my luck
Like something will change

I know rain
Like it's pouring well
Say it all ends well
Sooner or later something with arc
I know fair
Like it's love or war
All is ending, sure
But you and I could get what we want
Could get what we're able

Why are you always cutting your tongue
And drinking the blood
What a relief sick of following dreams
Said oh what a shame
I don't know man
Try your luck
Maybe something will change



Credits
Writer(s): Jake Savins
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