Tainted Tourniquet - Bleed Inside of Me

Bleed inside of me Hand me a tourniquet…please Will it all away… Fears and woes drown me How could this be so, honey? Give in to your pain You hold up a tainted tourniquet As I fall on my knees and pray...pray... FOR FORGIVENESS of sins And past guilt and remorse... piercing me like sharp pins And things are getting outtah course... Things are looking worse My wounds...ooze with blood and it's... GROSS! O'cowrse! My anguish...my sores...my gashes...are taking over me... and I'm throwing tantrums and fits And I'm screaming... wailing... Dreaming... waiting... praying for long-term, ravishing relief To take away my endless, aching grief