Letra da Música His Talk, Her Teeth de There Were Wires

cut once! cut deep! cut where it counts! cut now! cold cocked and slowly stalked she was almost gone under a drunken moon. curmble and crash because this is the last we just may ever see of you.
a sickness so deep she'd stare in her sleep. focused on all that's just out of reach. ghosts of disaster haunting near...disappeared. and i can't see through you. we'll miss you every night. somnambulists and amputees.
took apart directions taped to the front door a note that nothings wrong and pink spots in black hearts.

i wonder so badly where you've gone and if his talk and her teeth were mine....cut now, cut now, cut now.