Panepaulo - Flood Lyrics

Drip. Drip drip. Drip, blood
Scars on my wrist but they been f*cked up
Opened up, all my shames welled up
Flooded. Flood (Flood, flood, flood)

Wrist on drown but its not from baguettes though
Guess I wasn't happy til I let my own flesh go
Flesh. Flesh (Flesh, flesh, flesh)

Slits on my wrist can you keep up the tempo?
Can I bleed out while I let all my friends go?
Lonely. Alone (All alone)

Rest in peace, lay my body by the wayside
Hitchhike a ride til I'm six feet inside
Inside
Inside
Inside, inside, inside

Drip. Drip drip. Drip, blood
Scars on my wrist but they been f*cked up
Opened up, all my shames welled up
Flooded. Flood (Flood, flood, flood)

Wrist on drown but its not from baguettes though
Guess I wasn't happy til I let my own flesh go

Motive
What's the motive?
Brains gone capsized, can't even focus
If there was a difference between the PT and the SD I wouldn't even notice

Maybe all the medicines just gone bogus
Maybe all the therapy has just been worthless
Maybe all the time spents just been hopeless
But your love...

But your love...
But your love...
But your love...
But your love...

Drip, drip, drip, blood
Scars on my wrist but they been f*cked up
Opened up, all my shames welled up
Flooded. Flood (Flood, flood, flood)

Wrist on drown but its not from baguettes though
Guess I wasn't happy til I let my own flesh go
Flesh. Flesh (Flesh, flesh, flesh)

Slits on my wrist can you keep up the tempo?
Can I bleed out while I let all my friends go?
Lonely. Alone (All alone)

Rest in peace, lay my body by the wayside
Hitchhike a ride til I'm six feet inside
Inside
Inside
Inside, inside, inside

This world is such a beautiful place
To pass away and leave behind my secondhand corpse
I've loaned myself to you in this one-sided trade
And in the end my life has expedited its course

Drip, drip, drip, blood
Scars on my wrist but they been f*cked up
Opened up, all my shames welled up
Flooded. Flood (Flood, flood, flood)

Wrist on drown but its not from baguettes though
Guess I wasn't happy til I let my own flesh go
Flesh. Flesh (Flesh, flesh, flesh)

Slits on my wrist can you keep up the tempo?
Can I bleed out while I let all my friends go?
Lonely. Alone (All alone)

Rest in peace, lay my body by the wayside
Hitchhike a ride til I'm six feet inside