Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tourniquet, artist - Dealer. Album song Saint, in the genre Date of issue: 13.02.2020
Record label: SSR
Song language: English
Tourniquet |
| Tourniquet the wound that is my body on this earth |
| A few spins around, less a gift, more a curse |
| Yeah |
| Tourniquet the wound that is my body on this earth |
| A few spins around, less a gift, more a curse |
| Particular fissures reframed in the mind |
| Too fucked to live, too bitter to die |
| Exposed, I know the bone |
| So holy in its tone |
| A weakness skin deep |
| But it still makes me bleed |
| This is the shape and the point of the tooth |
| Dripping with distaste |
| Leading straight, straight to you |
| Oh, and it tears at my face |
| The thought of your veins leading into nothing |
| Yeah |
| Tourniquet the wound that is my body on this earth |
| A few spins around, less a gift, more of a fucking cunt |
| Particular fissures reframed in the mind |
| Too fucked to live, too bitter to die |
| I learned a lot about friends |
| With a blade in the back of my head |
| I learned a lot about my enemies |
| When I realised even I got the best of me |
| Pull out the shrapnel and stitch the lesion |
| And under the sun |
| And under the sun, wings of wax melt shut |
| You know what it takes |
| (The bitter taste) |
| The bitter taste |
| Caught in a flesh prison of disgrace |
| I hold a gun to the leech as it screams for the warmth of my cold fucking soul |
| As it’s taken its hold |
| Fuck the leech |
| As it screams for my soul |
| Fuck the leech |
| As it screams for my soul |