Wounds

I'm holding on for signs of you
 To take the salt out of the wound
 Please answer me; the Constant
 Seeking the end of grief
 Tasting blood on the surface
 Prove it to me; maybe I don't believe
 These memories thicken the air
 It's harder to breathe the more I care
 But I can't give up the ghost
 I'm holding on for signs of you
 To take the salt out of the wound
 You left me cold and afraid
 A foot in the grave to bury the things I want to say
 I'm praying for you. to take the salt out of the wound
 Malace floods these veins
 Venom fills the void
 That you cut deep into me
 God can you still hear me I'm seeking the answers
 The torment's too much to bare
 I'm giving up on you
 I'm giving up on you
 You left me abandoned
 Death has come to steal, kill and destroy
 Everything I have is salt thrown to the wounds
 I'm holding on for signs of you
 To take the salt out of the wound
 You left me cold and afraid
 A foot in the grave to bury the things I want to say
 I'm praying for you. to take the salt out of the wound
 If you wanted to reach out
 You should have done it on the
 Way down
 On the way down
 There's a spirit, taunting from the inside
 Pull the strings, constrict me; I won't survive
 Rip the skin off, pull the flesh back
 Split my chest in two
 My heart has turned black
 These memories thicken the air
 It's harder to breathe the more I care
 But I can't give up the ghost
 I'm holding on for signs of you
 To take the salt out of the wound
 You left me cold and afraid
 A foot in the grave to bury the things I want to say
 I'm praying for you. to take the salt out of the wound
 Take the salt out of the
 Wounds