Текст песни To Us - Pyrophoria

No matter what I do, there's a knife in my hand
I'd tell you the story, but you wouldn't understand
The wedding went as planned
It was going well, so naturally I ran

I can tell you used to hut yourself
Wounds still bleed even after you've felt
I've a few wounds under my belt
My clothes are red, but I don't dwell
You slit your wrists as a cry for help
I slit my wrists 'cause there's nothing else
To that I'll toast our health
To that I'll toast our health

No matter what I do, there's a knife in my hand
I'd tell you the story, but you wouldn't understand
The wedding went as planned
It was going well, so naturally I ran