Ripped Apart By Hands Lyrics

Weatherday

Hornet Disaster

Lyrics to Ripped Apart By Hands
I hate you for standing next to me
I'm teething behind my eyes
There are days like this one
Where I haven't seen my face

Can't recognize myself
Not that I've tried to
Bleed through every favorite place
I guess I'd like to
Can't recognize myself
Not that I've tried to
Bleed through every favorite place
I guess I'd like to

I hate understanding what you mean
I'm teething under my nails
There are days like this one
Where our differences show

Can't recognize myself
Not that I've tried to
Bleed through every favorite place
I guess I'd like to
Can't recognize myself
Not that I've tried to
Bleed through every favorite place
I guess I'd like to

I'm bursting, can't recognize myself
I'm bleeding through every favorite place

Can't recognize myself
Not that I've tried to
Bleed through every favorite place
I guess I'd like to
I guess I'd like to