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Tourniquet Girl Lyrics
Be still and dead.
You have been too sweet and so sedated.
You’ve kept those pins and needles for too damn long inside your organs.
I hope the worms can find you and smell your perfume before the day is done.
I visioned you with eyes of painted black and silver beauty.
Glistening.
Understanding that your never perfect.
We have put ourselves in your shoes without looking back at what you have done.
Without arms to touch the design of an angel gone horribly wrong.
Now you fall from the stars.
Leaving rays of the sunlight behind.
Now you fall from the throne.
Leaving traces of scars at the side.
No remorse to confide.
As the tourniquet slowly unwinds.
Amputate this lifeless figure.
Binded by the perfect stitches.
She was beside herself.
The urge to mend appendages has grown from a daytime hobby to a revelation.
To envision a skin of paper white catastrophes.
I pull her bandages and watch her fall to pieces.
I visioned you with eyes of painted black and silver beauty.
Glistening.
Understanding that your never perfect.
We put ourselves in your shoes without looking back at what you have done without arms to touch.
With no compassion inside you fall apart.
You fall from this waste of life.
You will fall from your own devastation.
With no compassion inside.
The mind and heart will whither.
To dust.
Resin.
Marrow.
I hope your happy this way.
You have been too sweet and so sedated.
You’ve kept those pins and needles for too damn long inside your organs.
I hope the worms can find you and smell your perfume before the day is done.
I visioned you with eyes of painted black and silver beauty.
Glistening.
Understanding that your never perfect.
We have put ourselves in your shoes without looking back at what you have done.
Without arms to touch the design of an angel gone horribly wrong.
Now you fall from the stars.
Leaving rays of the sunlight behind.
Now you fall from the throne.
Leaving traces of scars at the side.
No remorse to confide.
As the tourniquet slowly unwinds.
Amputate this lifeless figure.
Binded by the perfect stitches.
She was beside herself.
The urge to mend appendages has grown from a daytime hobby to a revelation.
To envision a skin of paper white catastrophes.
I pull her bandages and watch her fall to pieces.
I visioned you with eyes of painted black and silver beauty.
Glistening.
Understanding that your never perfect.
We put ourselves in your shoes without looking back at what you have done without arms to touch.
With no compassion inside you fall apart.
You fall from this waste of life.
You will fall from your own devastation.
With no compassion inside.
The mind and heart will whither.
To dust.
Resin.
Marrow.
I hope your happy this way.
Song Info
Submitted by
brian_w On Dec 21, 2005
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this is an awesome song and an awesome band and i think the meaning is just about a stuck up girl who is beautiful on the outside and thinks she is to good for everybody but she is ugly on the inside and nobody will ever like her because she thinks she is too good for everybody else, or something like that well thats just what i get out of it