Los Atara - Wrists Lyrics

(Verse)

Looking at the sky
Wondering why
The f*ck did I get stuck here

All of my life
It was hard to fly
So this shouldn't seem unusual

And why when I cry every time
I go to far
You'd think I'd want the pain to end
But I got used to playing the end
On repeat

(Chorus)

End of my lonely war
End of my lonely war
End of my lonely war

(Verse)

It was me
All alone in a khaki field

It was me planting mines
With my name on them

Running round in circles with scissors
Hoping I would trip on a memory
Playing with a lighter in the winter
And a knife when it's hot

(Background)

(These slit wrist slit wrist visions
I can't get them out my head,

These slit wrist slit wrist visions
I can't get them out my head,

Slit wrists
Slit wrists
Slit wrist visions
I can't get them out my head

Slit wrists
Slit wrists
Slit wrists
.................)
(Chorus)
End of my lonely war
End of my lonely war
End of my lonely war
....continued til end