The skin's not thick enough to fight off the blows
Feel my spine cracking as I pick teeth from the floor
The skin's not thick enough to fight off the blows
See the bottletop pop off and roll on the floor
Gonna go somewhere I can shake off these wounds
Slide back in my skin
Just let it all go
Write it down for awhile between the walls and the war
There's something good
It's coming my way
What did she say'
There's something good
It's coming our way
Why not today'
Is it unbecoming to drink pain as if it's a cure
For the impossible times that we wade through after our war'
Does it pain you to know that you're overthrown
By the shadows in the bedroom'
By the man on the board'
Don't stop smiling for me
No, I still see us by the sea as it's undone
There's something good
It's coming my way
Why not today'
There's something good
It's coming our way
What did she say'
Why won't she stay'
Get Well
Artist: They Sang as they Slew- Her Left Hand Rocks the Cradle
- Her Right Hand Rules the World
- I Can See with My Eyes Closed
- Death in the City
- Bleeding to Death
- Palace Arms
- One Day I Woke Up
- Get Well
- 10 000 Candles
- It Goes On