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
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