Lyric Scumgrief

Cry, cry, cry, cry

Wires around your arms
Like wires around your head
A crucifix of me
Above your bed

I ve seen your wounds
That you can t hide
You bleed well
When I cry

Cry, cry, cry
Scumgrief, Scumgrief
Scumgrief, Scumgrief

Smell the rats of deviance
Coursing through your veins
Rotting faith in yourself
Confined alone to decay
I ve seen your wounds
That you can t hide
You bleed well
With the rats inside