Fixxxer

Diana · Administrator Data inscrierii: 04/Iul/2008 Mesaje: 651

Yeah
Dolls of voodoo all stuck with pins
One for each of us and our sins
So you lay us in a line
Push your pins, they make us humble
Only you can tell in time
If we'll fall or merely stumble

But tell me
Can you heal what father's done
Or fix this hole in mother's son
Can you heal the broken worlds within
Can you strip away so we may start again
Tell me, can you heal what father's done
Or cut this rope and let us run
Just when all seems fine and I'm pain free
You jab another pin
Jab another pin in me

Mirror, mirror upon the wall
Break the spell or become the doll
See you sharpening the pins
So the holes will remind us
We're just the toys in the hands of another
And in time needles turn from shine to rust

But tell me
Can you heal what father's done
Or fix this hole in mother's son
Can you heal the broken worlds within
Can you strip away so we may start again
Tell me, can you heal what father's done
Or cut this rope and let us run
Just when all seems fine and I'm pain free
You jab another pin
Jab another pin in me
Jab it

Blood for face
Sweat for dirt
Three x's for the stone
To break this curse
A ritual's due
I believe I'm not alone
Shell of shotgun

Pint of gin
Numb us up to shield the pins
Renew our faith which way we can
To fall in love with life again
To fall in love with life again
To fall in love with life again
To fall in love
To fall in love
To fall in love with life again

So tell me
Can you heal what father's done
Or fix this hole in mother's son
Can you heal the broken worlds within
Can you strip away so we may start again
Yeah, tell me, can you heal what father's done
Or cut this rope and let us run
Just when all seems fine and I'm pain free
You jab another pin
Jab another pin in me
Oh yeah

No more pins in me, yeah
No more, no more pins in me
No more, no more pins ïn me
No more, no more, no more
No, no, no