Lick کے بول

You part the seas You part your legs You spread yourself All over the place There's the bed You just lie To me to everyone A deeper cut, not too clean That's not your style Lick your wounds till you have no blood Make another choice Lick your wounds till you have no blood Take another slice You're gliding on sheets of pain You're tired as your lines Gliding on sheets of pain You're killing more than time You're gliding on sheets of pain You're tired as your lines Gliding on sheets of pain You're killing more than time The seas are churned your legs are wet The waters deepen with every step Your eyes burn hands are full Taking more than you should get There's the bed you're still lying To me to everyone Cut in deeper not too clean That's not your style Lick your wounds till you have no blood Make another choice Lick your wounds till you have no blood Take another slice You're gliding on sheets of pain You're tired as your lines Gliding on sheets of pain You're killing more than time