Letra de The Cutting Table
I'm holding everything close to me, and watching it die
Eighty-six stars fell into the ocean, and that's when I knew winter was near
The smell of the earth changes ino everything I've always grown to hate
I used to believe that she would be safe.
Now I want to die in the dark. So cut out my eyes and leave the lights on
I've never felt so clean, Watch the TV talk to us
Watch it make everything.
I can make myself resist the hell I've lived in for so long
I can make myself think about it.
Walk with me, watch them look at me
Help keep me from crying