Lyrics Cold Food - White Silas

You work yourself to death
You beat yourself up 'til you forget how it felt
Your blood inside your gloves stains everything you touch
And everything that you forgot that you love

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

And you breathe and you sleep at that table
Until you learn to sew up your mouth
You won't cry when I leave, 'cause the smell is just too much
Now who's gonna pull you out?

I showed my grandma my music yesterday
And she said she loved it
But she said I sounded really sad and that made her sad
Sorry, grandma

Your food is getting cold
You told me you're not hungry, but you're starving
And I know you know I know, but still, you never eat
You stay locked inside that room
And why I wait for you is a mystery to me

And you breathe and you sleep at that table
Until you learn to sew up your mouth
You won't cry when I leave, 'cause the smell is just too much
Now who's gonna pull you out?

Who's gonna pull you out?