You think you´re dog-gone but you nurse a slow wound
Nerve endings, hot spots piercing, licking ´til it bleeds
Our dog takes a bow. We see hos teeth now
Ashtray cult has found their martyr.
I´ve seen that movie too
Maybe I read about it
I wanna be the one who´s still
I wanna make it through April
They know how you should grieve but I know what I believe
And I won´t be the one to spill my insides
Calling all vagrants, be your world´s patients
Death-defying, crash-test dumb-fucks spiral at top speed
Call yourself neutral, passive aggressor
Pass away, leave behind devastated passengers
Don´t wanna hear about it
I wanna be the one who´s still
I have to make it through April
Relax as if I hear them
My mind is nowhere near them
I´ll always be the one to spill my insides
These words are certain to heal
But I won´t be the one to spill my guts
My insides
Won´t spill my guts. Spill my guts

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