I can't seem to stop breaking out my teeth, but I
hear it can be therapeutic. Clinging to threads in
motion.Stepping out from under what I mean.Living
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/5xMS ]in dreams too lucid for comfort, my blood is
slipping.My brother dying.I'm not sure you can die
from it, but I'm going fucking crazy sleeping on
the floor. Once it was a shotgun, then it was a
knife.My dreams,my blood combing my brain.