Žodžiai dainai: Indecision Alarm (The). The Indecision Alarm. Through The Bandages.

It was easy to fall back down into that hole
The sign that said exit was a fucking trapdoor

I am sorry sweet love
You must save yourself
We're an open wound, no matter trying
You must save yourself

For years I tried to fix an open wound
But it bled through the bandages I made

I am sorry sweet love
You must save yourself
We're an open wound, no matter trying
You must save yourself