Cut Hair from Cosmoline by Cosmoline
Tracklist
| 6. | Cut Hair | 4:04 |
Lyrics
To cut your hand is a desperate plea
To see again so dark and ugly
Well rub your eyes to things you can't see
And through the scent of blood it bites
And tears a hole through my cheek
Your home awaits you
Tired hands lead to your tired heart
When colors shift and glide I don't mind
I want what's there not what I can't see
To lock our hearts, our minds, and our eyes
And through the scent of blood it bites
And tears a hole through my cheek
Your home awaits you
Tired hands lead to your tired heart
Credits
from Cosmoline,
released April 7, 2023
