Текст песни Anesthetic for the Amputee - Slowreader

Couldnt save the savior from savoring
If this life now hurts you, im sorry
Can i hold a candle to enduring
Taken in a way that you say
Say you can feel it
Refusal of the anesthetic for this amputee
Cut off parts and cut up pieces
Lord i know you're looking down wont you give me the strength
To cut these hands free, cut a river through my veins
Drowned out by this contradition
Beaten back from your position
Comforted by some fucking superstition
I wish i could hold on with one hand
But you knew i couldnt do it
Refusal of the anesthetic for this amputee
Cut off parts and cut up pieces
Lord i know you're looking down wont you give me the strength
Pull that trigger, put that bullet through my
I never understood why you wouldnt want to think
But now i understand perfectly
Its just the anesthetic given to the amputee
Cut off parts and cut up pieces
Lord i know you're looking down wont you give me the strength
Pull that trigger, put that bullet through my brain