We'll whisper prayers over flower boxes of razor blades
("Cause we're so ashamed)
Raindroplets in various shades of red
Form dead flower ringlets around each head
(The petals are so beautiful)
At the end of the day---
We can't cut it all away
We get lost in the slits....
Why are we laying on the bathroom floor...?
Weakened pills scattered among remnants of fallen hearts...
(Why are we so ashamed?)
We fade in unconciousness disappear into another world
And walk barefoot among seas of razor blades
(The petals are so beautiful)
At the end of the day
We still can't cut it all away
We get lost in the slits
At the end of the day
We have no other choice but to save this day
(With dead ringlets around our heads)
Walk with me and lay with me....
