Special Present - Pale Saints

Thought you’d given me a special present

A thing to have and hold

And keep forever

When the smoke had cleared

The thing you left there

Wasn’t a gift at all

You tricked me It stripped me bare

It stripped me bare

Painted (?) all your rooms

With laughs and fanfare

You stealed yourself away

To cover the reasons

Once the latch came off

Your vision escaped you

You faltered and you failed

It gripped you

It tripped you up again

You fell again

Take it with you

Take it back and let me breathe

I push your sickness away from me It feels my senses built a wall that I can’t see

I will your curse away from me Rub your insides raw

Reaching for insight

Arrest your every pore

And charge it with treason

Oh let the I’ll infect

Your best intentions

A legacy of sores to bleed forever

To bleed forever

To bleed forever

To bleed forever

They’ll bleed forever