Amputate At The Heel
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VERSE 1
Like watching lips collide in air tight rooms
The saddest part is sifting through remains
Saints and sinners march an open wound
And it’s salted with refrain
PRE-CHORUS
And I let you know I’m letting go
But I was waiting to explode
VERSE 2
Wash off the friendships rolling off our hands
Into a spark, that once had left a mark
Saints and sinners march an open wound
And it’s salted with refrain
REPEAT PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
Please insert your sad lines here: ________
I’ve been sifting through the years
Still sifting and sifting…
Please insert your sad lines here: ________
I’ve been sifting through the years
Still sifting and sifting…
REPEAT PRE-CHORUS
REPEAT CHORUS
OUTRO
Your hands tied and our lungs crushed
Your lips grow heavier with lust
There are times when dissection is more than spilling guts
Hands tied and our lungs crushed
Your lips grow heavier with lust
There are times when dissection is more than spilling guts
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