With the absence of eye I can start to bleed again And the colour of hearts It seems that you wear right thin And as it falls from your mouth It seems like you needed it more Well I can still ask for more I could still ask for more Get the fuck out, stay the fuck out It makes me sick (I'm all right) Slit wrist theory, stains us all Lace me up Lace me up I'm still looking for These angels in the snow Lace me up Lace me up I'm still looking for These angels in the snow It seems like a runaround Words that won't matter And as it falls from your mouth It seems like you needed it more And I will colour you all red I will colour you all... red Get the fuck out, stay the fuck out It makes me sick (I'm all right) Slit wrist theory, stains us all Lace me up Lace me up I'm still looking for These angels in the snow Lace me up Lace me up I'm still looking for These angels in the snow Get the fuck out, stay the fuck out It makes me sick (I'm all right) Slit wrist theory, stains us all And caved the fuck in And bashed the fuck in, it's so old Slit wrist theory, stains us all Slit wrist! Lace me up Lace me up I'm still looking for These angels in the snow Lace me up...