Itch
Call me Frankie, stitch me up
Cause I tore myself apart, just to feel loved
And I broke all my nerves
(All my, all my nerves)
Now my pain is razor sharp
I thought there was something wrong with my heart
And that's why I was hurt
(I was, I was hurt)
Feel it crawling all over me
Didn't mean to bleed intentionally
Now at least its something I can see
There's an itch
Somewhere inside
So I scratch my skin but all I find is
Red, red, red
Red, red, red
There's an itch (there's an itch)
In the back of my mind
So I scratch my brain but what I find is
Dead, dead, dead
Dead, dead, dead
It's the rotting corpse I see in my sleep
My bones have holes, they're deteriorating
Dead, dead, dead
Scratching red, red, red
Red, red, red
Stick in some cold steel
Maybe it'll help me feel
Tighten up those bolts
(Light 'em up)
Swap in some batteries
And fill me up with gasoline
And maybe I'll be whole
Feel it crawling all over me
Didn't mean to bleed intentionally
Now at least its something I can see
There's an itch
Somewhere inside
So I scratch my skin but all I find is
Red, red, red
Red, red, red
There's an itch (there's an itch)
In the back of my mind
So I scratch my brain but what I find is
Dead, dead, dead
Dead, dead, dead
It's a flashback to what they would've seen
And the people who will always be
Dead, dead, dead
Scratching red, red, red
Red, red, red
Feel it crawling all over me
Didn't mean to bleed intentionally
Cause I tore myself apart, just to feel loved
And I broke all my nerves
(All my, all my nerves)
Now my pain is razor sharp
I thought there was something wrong with my heart
And that's why I was hurt
(I was, I was hurt)
Feel it crawling all over me
Didn't mean to bleed intentionally
Now at least its something I can see
There's an itch
Somewhere inside
So I scratch my skin but all I find is
Red, red, red
Red, red, red
There's an itch (there's an itch)
In the back of my mind
So I scratch my brain but what I find is
Dead, dead, dead
Dead, dead, dead
It's the rotting corpse I see in my sleep
My bones have holes, they're deteriorating
Dead, dead, dead
Scratching red, red, red
Red, red, red
Stick in some cold steel
Maybe it'll help me feel
Tighten up those bolts
(Light 'em up)
Swap in some batteries
And fill me up with gasoline
And maybe I'll be whole
Feel it crawling all over me
Didn't mean to bleed intentionally
Now at least its something I can see
There's an itch
Somewhere inside
So I scratch my skin but all I find is
Red, red, red
Red, red, red
There's an itch (there's an itch)
In the back of my mind
So I scratch my brain but what I find is
Dead, dead, dead
Dead, dead, dead
It's a flashback to what they would've seen
And the people who will always be
Dead, dead, dead
Scratching red, red, red
Red, red, red
Feel it crawling all over me
Didn't mean to bleed intentionally
Credits
Writer(s): Fee Gray
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