Hang my eyes up on a hook
Swells the panic I can't look
Inside my own skin I fail to find
Myself again
A million faces look the same
Their implies evaporate
There's no soul behind these eyes if
They can't glue me back again
Go, strong hits, and whisper things
Just blood and bone and bits of string
Blood and bone and bits of string
Family portrait on the wall
Quiet confusion circle this
I can't feel my mother's hand but
I can find a face to kiss
There's no soul behind these eyes if
They can't glue me back again
Someone's life inside a box
Nothing here except the cooks
Go, strong hits, and whisper things
Just blood and bone and bits of string
Blood and bone and bits of string
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Lyrics submitted by Eryn.
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